Luna Rossi: Alpha's Little Human Mate

ssessiveness in his tone striki

Liam," I snapped, my voice trembl

l over me. "You are mine, Luna, because I belong to you. Wholly. Irrevocably. For a were

stomach churned-not with nausea this time, but with a

opping to a rough whisper. "At the orphanage. When I sa

ng with confusion. "You... yo

rother," he said, his eyes searching mine desperately. "But

d hovering for a second

ctricity snapped through me. It wasn't painful; it was narcotic. A warm, humming vibrati

irst time, the image of 'brother' began to blur. The co

nees feeling weak. Is

dge of the bed befo

my knees, the heat of his palms seeping through my jeans. That pleasant, addictive electricity sparked again. "I know this i

ezed my heart. This was Liam-the arroga

st. Yesterday I was a normal teenager. Today I'm a

tly taking my left hand in his. He looke

, noticing the way his thu

. "I feel everything. It's str

ng my hand back sl

aid, his voice cauti

tom pain of teeth sinking into my

e mark is a claim. It's a warning to every other male werewolf that you are spoken for. T

asked, my voice barely

y friends. You k

Paul? Henry?

nod

been my friend since kindergarten. The boy who pu

Liam confirmed gen

ryone I knew... everyone I trusted... they were a

brain felt full, like a sponge that c

more, to touch me again, but he held back. He offered me a tentative smile-th

licked shut before collap

staring at the ceil

i

g me down. I closed my eyes, hoping that when

rally. I was dragged

my neck, pulsing in time with my heartbeat. I gasped

ssed. The skin f

g, orange shadows across my room. I forced myself up, stumb

voice wa

nstantly, her face etched with worr

d, clutching the ba

d a breath through her teeth when she saw the angry, red bru

shouted, her

he kitchen, wiping

her tone brooking no argum

Dad asked, looking

call

hadn't been in agony, I might have la

ed furiously, guiding me to the sofa. "He should have wait

e burning sensation was spreading, crawling down my spine

glass of ice water.

ng to cool the fire in my vein

amiliar, but it didn't stop the pain. Minutes stretched into hours

A

ammed against the wall with enough for

t need

, his chest heaving, his eyes wild with panic. He took in the scene-me

g to his knees beside the sofa.

g," Mum

ooping me up. He pulled me into his lap, burying his fa

f was ins

placed by that soothing, humming warmth. My muscles unlocked, and I slump

ms tightening around me like iron bands. "I shou

th me?" I whisper

e mark creates a bond. Until your body adjusts to it, being a

into memory, focusing only on the soli

e watching us. Mum looked resigned, Dad looked uncomfortable. Mum c

as. Let's give

ne in the darken

d against Liam's chest. "I'm st

rumbling through his chest and into mine. I could hear his heart

at me, his eyes searching my face f

ad. "Not sinc

id, but he didn't