Becoming The Female Alpha

rd, my eyes fixed on him as I waited for a reaction, b

itting on his desk, and he glared at me. "There is no

of just entering inside wit

maybe fist too, but I was not about to change. In my defen

claims to be, he should have alread

ps forgetting

portant, and that was the only

aving th

but his facial muscles barely moved. "Is Toby going with you?" I froze at his question and looked

that I was afraid to ask my mate to

n't going to be favor

No." He was going to say something, but

ke he was thinking about it, and he shr

his particular question for weeks, and there was no other answer. "

if Toby doesn't want to go? You kn

bandage where it hurts the most. "I know, but I am still going back." It took ev

u would, and I know it is because of my friend. It is sad that

be sure if those words just came out of

it were others, they would have been cowering under him but not me. I straightened up and wal

t time someone was acknowledging my position, and a small smile played on my lips. "To the future alpha of the Woodlock p

he knew what I was trying to do, and when I not

eyes narrowed slightly. "In the spirit of our alliance, of c

int to always avoid each other even though it bothers the part

heels to head for the door, but I remembered som

time I gently closed the door, th

y not to accept it. With that confidence, I straightened my shoulder and began t

his scent clouding my senses and making me weak on the

ned from him, and I knew he had misunderstood me. "No, I was just..." I tried to explain myself, but it was j

e, Maddie." Toby said with a sad smile,

lmost slapping my mouth for the question. It wa

replied like it was the most ob

as beginning to think it was done purposefully, but that didn't sto

right?" Toby asked me, staring into my eyes so intently that for a seco

ore second to bask in his presence, closing my eyes an

d my head. "Yes." I whispered in a raspy voice, and I cleared

more words before I

Toby and I have never gone past kissing, and it was pa

feel comfortable. He made no effort to push me, a

oundaries are chipping at the edges; they are beginning to

not before I grabbed his hoodie th

two weeks or more, I would make my pick of his favorite h

gone, I would return it

I can't help myself. It was a curse that we have very high libido, and s

ing myself in his scent. I closed my eyes, taking in

in my head, and I could still picture th

ddi

hands-those strong, big hands that had a lot of veins running thr

if he was vei

her

folds, already slick with my arousal, and

his scent was enough to make it look real, and I writhed

d at the little nub, faster and faster, his body mov

one while scre