that sexy grin as his gaze travelled down my body and back up again. His attention didn’t rile me the same way Connor’s did, in fact it was just an enjoyable jolt of lust, not a roaring need to defy him, punch his lights out, or kiss the hell out of him. It was nice, refreshing even. I walked into the room looking for the alpha of the south wing pack.
The room was empty.
“So where is he?”
The guard smiled. “Why don’t you take a seat?” He shut the door.
“No thanks.” I looked at the clock. I had very little time left to do what I needed before Connor came for me. “Listen. I need to speak to Drake. If he can’t help, I need to know so I can move onto plan B”
He raised his brows. “Plan B?”
“Yeah, plan B,” I said, already weighing up my next move.
“So, Drake’s plan A?” He gave me that charming grin again and gestured to the chair. There was no doubt he could charm the pants off just about any woman he wanted. Despite my time critical situation, I chuckled and plonked my backside into the nearest chair. “Yes, he is, so is he going to come out and play?”
“He’ll be here soon. While we wait, why don’t you tell me why you need a plan A?” His green eyes were so intense, my skin heated. Power pulsed against my skin, not the same intensity as Connor’s, but enough that it irritated me. I shuffled in my chair and glared at him. “Dial it back a bit,” I said, my brows dipping.
He merely grinned, his expression assessing. “Interesting that you don’t succumb to an alpha’s power.” There was a moment of silence. “So, since you’ve arrived in our shitty little world, you’ve fought off groups of males and defended victims too weak to defend themselves. Not only has our Prime changed the rules for you, now the psycho north alpha has his sights set on you; I’m guessing for revenge and the pleasure of breaking you. Connor has clearly riled you, so what do you want from Drake?”
A smirk curled my mouth as I stood and prowled forward. When there was barely even a hand's width of space between us, I stopped. The air between us sizzled with heat. An alpha’s power might not subdue me, but I wasn’t immune to its seductive and animalistic touch. I cocked my head and inhaled his scent. Lust ignited my core, forcing me to swallow a groan. He smirked knowingly and I leaned in closer, my lips brushing his cheek. “How about Drake comes and says ‘hi’ and I’ll tell him?”
He grinned. Then curled his hand around my waist. Heat from his touch warmed my bare waist. “Oh, he’s already listening, little lady, so keep talking. Tell me why I should give a shit about you, other than ripping these jeans off and fucking you up against this door, before I send you on your way back to our Prime?”
“Because if you help me, it means you have some power over the Prime,” I whispered against the shell of his ear. I’d worked out who he was while we walked across the hall and no one would meet his gaze. This powerful, charming man was the alpha of the south wing pack, and I needed to persuade him to help me. I brushed his ear with my lips. He tensed and curled the fingers of his other hand around my waist too.
“And why would I want that? I have enough power. And unlike many others, I don’t want more.”
“Really?” I leaned my hips into his, trying hard to tempt him, but Drake tightened his hold and held me away from his body.
“It’s alright, sweetness, as much as I want to fuck you, I don’t need that kind of payment for my help. I’ve never needed to bribe anyone for sex, and I don’t take a woman who isn’t willing.”
I ran my nose up his strong warm neck and smiled. “What makes you think I’m not willing?”
“Oh, I think your body is.” He caught my gaze with his. “But I’m not so sure about your soul. You want me to mark you and make you one of my pack. So sit down and tell me why I should.”
“You’re right, I haven’t got laid in an age and my body knows it, but yeah, sex isn’t why I’m here.” I chuckled, and allowed myself to run my gaze over