Page 58 of Unhinged Alphas

Hate myself for thinking it.

My knot. Inside her.Swollen. Locked.

Mated? Is this mating?

Her scent. Honeysuckle. Everywhere.

She moves. Whimpers.

Pleasure?

Pain?

Can't tell. Want to ask.

No voice.

Stupid.

Useless.

Her hand. On my mask.

Muscles go rigid. Freeze. Terrified.

Don't. Please?—

Her small hand fans out.

Gentle. Soft.

Not grabbing. Not taking.

"Wraith."

My name. On her lips. Beautiful.

Look at her face. Flushed. Lips parted. Eyes closed.

Relaxed. Safe? With me?

But I'm a monster. Scarred. Ugly.

She let me touch her.

Why?

Her eyes open. Blue-green.

Like sky and sea.

Like freedom.

She smiles. Small. Shy. "You okay?"

Nod. Can't speak. Overwhelmed.

Happy?