Total pages in book: 24
Estimated words: 22480 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22480 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
He circles his hips on each downward thrust, pressing his cock against a sensitive spot that drives me out of my mind.
I lose track of time as he increases the speed of his hips.
An orgasm blasts through me a few seconds before he shudders above me. I feel warm wetness fill me up and run out onto the sheet below me as tremors run through my body.
He drops down on the bed beside me and pulls me against his chest. He runs his hand down my body and slowly rubs my stomach. His heartbeat pounds against my face as he whispers, “I can’t wait to see you grow round with my child.”
“Thank you for making all my dreams come true,” I whisper as my eyes drift closed.
Chapter 13
DILLON
I walk through the empty office and glance out the big window. Glacier Pass stretches out, serene under the afternoon sun, and my inner bear grumbles his displeasure at missing Emilia while she’s out having lunch with my mother and Gianna.
I'm in the midst of organizing the latest work schedules when my phone rings, the vibration rattling lightly against the desk. Seeing Gianna's name flash on the screen, I smile, wondering why she’s calling me.
“Hey, Gianna,” I answer, not expecting the panic that hits me with the force of a storm through the phone.
“Dillon, you need to get here. Harold’s here and he’s cornered Emilia at the restaurant. Momma is about to tear him a new butthole.” Gianna’s voice is strained, barely masking the urgency and fear crackling at the edges of her words. My heart drops into my stomach like a cold stone.
“What? Harold Helson?” I repeat, disbelief and anger igniting like a wildfire within me. Harold must’ve lost what’s left of his goddamn mind when he made the decision to accost my mate. The fucker is begging me to rip his weaselly little ass to shreds.
“Yes!” she confirms, breathless. “He came out of nowhere. We tried to intervene, but he’s… being a drunk pain in the rear. Dillon, you need to hurry before things get out of hand.”
“I’m on my way,” I assure her, already grabbing my keys, my inner bear demanding I kill the little fucker for daring to approach my mate. I’m out the door and into my SUV in a matter of seconds, the engine rumbling to life with a sense of urgency that matches the pounding of my heart.
As I drive through the winding roads of Glacier Pass, everything seems to blur into the background. My only focus is getting to Emilia and making sure she’s safe from Harold’s grasp.
The restaurant comes into view, and I barely take the time to park next to my mother’s SUV before I’m out of the vehicle, striding toward the entrance. My eyes scan the room, adrenaline heightening every sense as I push through the door. The familiar scent of food lingers, but it’s overshadowed by tension in the air, thick and suffocating.
I spot Gianna first, standing between Emilia and Harold with a fierce look on her face. My mate’s standing near one of the booths, looking calm and composed despite the twisting in my gut that says she shouldn’t have had to face this alone.
And there’s Harold—short, dumpy, and hunched over. His oily brown combover barely covers his shiny bald head.
“Dillon! Thank goodness you got here!” Emilia’s words flash through my mind, and I realize the mental connection between us is allowing us to communicate silently. When we didn’t have this power right after mating, I thought maybe we would be one of the few couples without this ability.
“I’ll never let anything hurt you.” Her shocked bright blue eyes meet mine, and I almost smile at her expression.
“Are we really freaking talking to each other in our minds?” The humor in the moment calms some of the storm inside me. She’s okay and not even really shaken. The universe handed me the perfect mate on a silver platter.
“I’ll explain it to you later, little goddess.” I wink at her as I place a protective arm around her to pull her sweet body close to mine. When I turn my gaze to Harold, there’s no hiding the violence emanating from me and my bear. It’s a stare-down that carries years of animosity.
“Have you lost your goddamn mind?” I roar the first thought echoing through my mind. “You’re fucking lucky I didn’t kill your sleazy ass when you tried to steal my business, but there’s no way I’m going to let this shit slide. Accosting my pregnant mate was a motherfucking stupid move, dipshit.”
“Pregnant?” my mate whispers in my mind.
“That’s right, little goddess. Let me deal with the dumbass then we’ll go home and celebrate.”
“How do you know? Are you sure?” She snuggles closer to my side.
“I can smell it. I’m sure my mother and Gianna already know, too. In fact, every shifter in this restaurant can tell, so I’m going to kill this little shit for this stunt.”