Mate (Bride, #2)

by Ali Hazelwood

“She’s not taking liberties, she is given them.

Period

“Your name doesn’t fucking matter. You are my killer. Okay?”

“Good girl. Is it a fever?” I nod, and the simple gesture makes me dizzy. I sink into Koen’s body even more. There is no way to describe the fabric of his clothes other than offensive. I need them off.

I read enough werewolf stories on wattpad to know that this bitch is in heat

I think he might want to know everything that’s in my head. I think he could shake every thought I’ve ever had out of my skull, rummage through them for years, and still not be bored.

“It wasn’t.” I steady myself. “Just a few days ago you listed several reasons why you had to choose the pack over me. What changed?” He roams the inside of his mouth with his tongue. Waits out the end of a particularly strong gust of breeze. “You told me that you loved me, Serena,”