Ice Alpha's Sick Obsession
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nt of your desperation wouldn
he fine china with a screech that set my teeth on edge. The sound vibrated through my ja
xson," I whispered. My voic
he center of my hands, making the wood feel greasy. Beneath the table, my knees knocked together,
sses of ice, devoid of the warmth that usually characterized a mate's gaze. "That'
cologne-something that smelled like ozone and crushed pine needles. But beneath it all, my own body was betraying me. A sd into my skin. It throbbed in time with my heartbeat, a heavy th
voice gaining a desperate edge
owl. "There is a mistake. There is a biological glitch that I am
his presence like a storm front moving in. As he passed me, the air shifted, dragging his scent across my senses. Dark chocolate an
instinctively, a magnet
as if I were made of glass and mist. His shoulder didn't ev
lder, his footsteps heavy and deliberate as he headed towar
was worse than his shouting. It was a vast, suffocating weight
urned, a sharp cramp of nausea twisting my gut. I wasn't a ghost. I was a wom
k on my neck. The skin was raised, a jagged pattern of
d to the empty room. "I won't
c. I needed a way out. I needed a life where his
s coming in short, jagged gasps. I pulled my laptop from the desk, my fingers fumbling
I had hidden in a fol
niversity - Ad
d weeks ago, in the dead of night, while Jaxson was out at the rink. It was
utton. My finger shook so hard I ha
lic
ness. I held my breath, the oxygen
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against my chair, the plastic biting into my shoulder blades. I cou
ents in the floo
Skritch
A rhythmic, metallic rasp of steel against stone. It was a preda
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soft. Or maybe the
g my gloved hands in a cascade of orange fire. The vibration traveled up my
't drown ou
twitch in my own chest. Every time she breathed out that sweet, cloying heat, my
I growled
ack, the fabric heavy and irritating. The mark on my own neck was a screaming red line of agony. It felt l
idn't see the way her eyes followed me, or
erse had chosen to tether me to. She was a weakness. A sof
ch. S
checking the edge. It w
ren't the quiet, hesitant shuffles of t
s a territorial roar that made my vision blur at the edges. She was planning somete skate onto the workbe
y senses dialed to a frequency that only she occupied. I could hear the
ectly to the hallway outside her bedroom. My movements
airs and paused. The door t
the window, her back to me. Her shoulders were squared, her hea
a piece of paper
ve me-felt like a spear through my lungs. The air in the hallway turne
she find a light that d
hroom, the sound of the shower start
d into h
ud of lilies and that honeyed heat that made my head swim. I walked
ked i
e. We are please
heart didn't just beat; it exploded against my ribs. The fire
, that heartbeat, and that infuriating defiance a
erge; they tore through
ces. I only felt the primal, agonizing need
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d, but I didn't care. I scrubbed at my arms, at my neck, tr
acceptance letter was a ticket. A key to
ered into the steam.
k, white towel. My skin was tingling, the heat of the shower fina
y eyes were bright, the gold in them sparkling with a
bedroom, the carpet so
the name slipping out
arged, like the moments before a lightning strike. The smel
ed at
ained from my face so fast the
ter was
n't a lett
blade or torn by hands. The edges were shredded, tattered by something sharp and irregular. There
ke the work
m. I picked up a piece of the paper. It was the corner with
, my back hitti
His chest was heaving, his jersey torn at the shoulders. His eyes weren't b
ing anywhere,
uttural, terrifying vibration that seeme
They were stained red, the tips of his fi
asked, his voice dropping to a whis
lun
ed my throat, his claws grazing the sensitive skin of my mate-mark. He sl
as no longer a pulse.
point of my neck. I felt his hot breath, the sce
" he growled into my ski
error, despite the pain, I felt the reversal. I felt the
n who was
e ice he played on. "But not because I'm yours, Jaxson.
the monster vanished, replaced by
wnstairs slammed open, and
problem! The test
aws digging slightly
results?"
back at me, a secret burning in his eyes that
mi," he whispered. "And the kind that mean I
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