Chained By The Alpha Jessica Hall

Now that I know Zayn is my mate, it is impossible for me to imagine him being away from me. The guilt is like a heavy weight on my chest, knowing that I have caused him pain by being engaged to Boyd. The thought of him leaving tears at my heart, and I can't help but wish that my father would come up with a solution that would allow me to be with Zayn, that mate bonds won't be ignored

My father had said that if Zayn were my mate, he would be able to stop the arranged marriage with Boyd. But what would that mean for my mother's pack besides falling into the hands of Alpha Dane? It's a difficult decision and one that I cannot make on my own

I swallow down the guilt, knowing that I must continue pretending that Zayn isn't my mate while my father works on finding a way out of this marriage treaty. But every time I see Zayn, it becomes harder to hide the truth. I can't deny the pull I feel towards him, and I can only hope that my father will be able to come up with a solution before it's too late because I don't think my wolf will accept Boyd and I know I could never reject Zayn. Unfortunately, it also gives me another view of my father. There is no way his mate bond to Linda would allow him to be with my mother, so surely he won't expect me to choose Boyd

I can see the hurt in his eyes whenever he looks at me, and it breaks my heart. But I know that I have to keep up appearances for the sake of both our packs, and I know he can feel my guilt

"Don't you start crying? We can worry about

everything else later," he tells me. I nod slowly, and I am about to apologize. Then, without warning, he tilts my chin up with his fingers and looks deeply into my eyes. His silver gaze burns with an intensity I can only perceive as longing when he leans down and presses his lips to mine. It's a slow, soft kiss at first-tender

It quickly escalates, though; Zayn's hands roam over my back, digging into my flesh as he devours my mouth and pulls me closer. His taste is addictive: warm and spicy, like cinnamon mixed with something wild and forest-y that belongs only to him

I moan into the kiss as heat pools low in my stomach. Our kiss becomes more frantic, our bodies pressed tightly against each other as we both struggle to get closer. Zayn's hands roam over my back, his touch igniting a fire within me that I never knew existed. I moan into the

kiss, my body responding to him in ways that I can't control

He breaks away from our kiss, his lips brushing against mine as he whispers, "You are so fucking beautiful." His words send shivers down my spine and I can feel his desire for me pulsing through our mate bondContentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Without warning, he rolls us over so that he is on top of me. My back presses into the ground beneath us, and I can feel the rough grass scratching against my bare skin. He presses his body against mine, and all I can focus on 1s the heat between us and the way his hands move over my body with need

He kisses me again, harder this time as if he needs to consume every part of me at this moment. And I let him, giving myself completely to him and the bond that connects

US

My breath hitches in anticipation as he trails kisses down my jawline and nuzzles my neck before nipping gently at the skin there. I arch into him in response, wanting more than anything for him to continue when he stops. He peers down at me, looking around

"Please don't stop," I tell him, trying to tug him back to me

"T'm not taking you on the dirt." He grumbles

But I couldn't care less where we are. I just want him, and he must feel that through the bond because he sighs

The sound of Zayn's sigh sends a shiver down my spine, and I can feel his desire growing through our mate bond. He leans down to nuzzle my neck once more before pulling away

and standing up. My heart sinks at the loss of his touch, but I know he has a point. We can't continue like this out in the open

Without a word, he holds out his hand for me to take. I grab it eagerly and let him pull me up, my body buzzing with anticipation for what 1s to come next

He dusts off the back of me. My knees feel weak, but I manage to stay standing under his strong gaze. He brushes a piece of hair behind my ear before looking down at me with those silver eyes that hold so much intensity. They seem to see straight through me, breaking down every wall I've ever built up in my heart

"Cleo...," he whispers, his voice low and husky with need

I realize that this man has set me aflame,

igniting a desire within me that I never knew existed. And now that he has, there's no going back. We stare at each other for what feels like an eternity, both of us lost in our thoughts and feelings as we lean closer to each other again

Our lips meet once more, his hands moving around my waist as if he's trying to mold me into himself. He presses his thick length against me again, making me whimper softly against his mouth

Zayn walks us backward until we're pressed against the rough bark of a tree trunk behind us, our bodies swaying gently with each breath we take together