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Page 29 of Alpha Ruined

But Cole has much worse planned for him, but it will have to wait until after his date with his girl.

He waited until three in the morning to visit Breanna, an hour after she shut off her bedroom light.

What keeps her up that late at night?

He knows whyhestays awake and what haunts him, butwhat could be going through her mind to make sleep so hard to come by?

He quietly explores the front room, grabbing the knitted throw blanket off the couch to bring it to his nose. It explodes with her sweet scent and his head swims with the heady essence ofmate.

Take. Fuck. Claim.

His Alpha instincts make his head spin.

Why does she make him lose control so easily? He’s usually cautious and meticulous.

He likes to think he has somewhat of a moral compass, even if it’s skewed.

There’s no reason to break into Breana’s cabin other than he wants to be closer to her.

That’s kind of fucked up, he thinks to himself, but it doesn’t stop him from heading into the kitchen and opening the fridge.

There’s nothing in it besides a water bottle and a few condiments. Nothing of sustenance.

He vows to rectify that, sooner rather than later. The barista had let it slip that his girl is a vegetarian, and he already knows what to stock her fridge with.

How ironic, he’s out slaughtering humans while his soulmate won’t even eat animals.

He pokes around the kitchen but furrows his brow as he only finds granola bars in the cupboards.

Take care of her, feed her, protect her,his Alpha instincts whisper to him as he heads up the stairs.

Her office is the first room down the hallway, her laptop still open on the desk. He stifles a laugh at the search in the web browser.

How to decline a date after you agreed to it?

He had a feeling she would try to back out of their dinner, but that’s not happening.

All the advice is ridiculous, anyway.

The bookshelves are mostly bare, except for a couple of novels. His grin grows as he reads the titles and flips through the pages.

His girl is a lover of dark romances. Noted.

Maybe winning her over won’t be as difficult as he thought it would be.

When he enters her bedroom, he’s almost bowled over by her beauty and the sweet, floral essence of her scent. The large windows grant just enough moonlight to make out her features.

She’s asleep with the covers up to her chin, with her chestnut hair fanned out around her onto the pillow. Her lips are slightly parted, and her breathing is even and deep.

She’s beautiful.

Fuckingbeautiful, and all his.

Even in sleep she knows she’s safe with him—she hasn’t stirred once since he’s been in the doorway drinking in her scent and image.

He could watch her for ages. Just being in the same room with her is enough to drown out the noise in the head.

There’s peace in her presence.




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