Owned by the Alpha and his Betas
e. Every time she shuts her eyes, she can feel Miles' lips on hers, warm and
ften with a potency that makes her catch her breath. She rubs her temples
her desk. But it's no use. Her thoughts keep on drifting back to Miles - his warm voice, h
he does, a picture falls out from one of the books stacked on her desk. It is a picture of her and Miles from last summer's carnival. They are both grinning w
moves to the only couch in the room and dives back into work, trying not to look up ever
e door. "Izzy?" It's Miles' voice
again. It's a sweet, deep sound that fills the air with its unique rh
cheeks before
wears a navy blue shirt now, and it brings out his eyes. However, h
he notices. "I just had a shower befo
es to focus again, but it is hard, knowing tha
talk?"
s stuck in her throat. "
stay
nk I can say
ds her. And then, he stays there, beside her,
it repeatedly as if it is a lifeline. Should she return to her desk? She can
om with tension. Yet, there is also a strange kind of peace that comes
on?" he finally asks
curtly, without looking away from her
lent, he decides to change tactics. He leans back onto the couch a
his chest under the taut fabric of his shirt. His presence, so ca
a hectic array of post-its, overfilled bookshelves, and a work desk that seems
erself with the sharpness of her voice. She expects him
efore he responds
tempting to escape its cage of ribs. Miles turns his body towards her, but he
my need to be near you has beco
ough her inner wolf screams at her to kiss an
end of your shi
a lot of work
zy.
makes her shiver, and she finally looks a
you," he says softly, ca
option, but one option she knows that her feet won't take. Their mate bo
" she says, and yet, her ey
we both know that you are using work as an excuse to
hiver, especially when he reaches out and finally embraces her. His proximity is making her dizz
, listening to his heartbeat. For the first time, she realizes how rock hard Miles'
s snuggling with Miles, she pulls back from
his voice soothing, the sound b
towards her laptop screen, which is illumi
en you. Unless I disgust you. Unless y
es to all of th
ttle tremble in his body. "That would hurt me," he whispers
breath as she rel
. "Now, that I've become your mate?
er and just stay
hen I didn't reject the mate bond as yo
n't really know the answer. She
wn. You have always hated the idea of a mate b
that he is crying. Even so, he is co
eep breath and says,
e feels not just a bad mate, but also the worst person ever. Certainly, so
ll misty. He looks vulnerable and sad, and her heart
laptop and closes it. She can
Miles, "Fine," she relents. "W