Page 30 of Alpha Games

His expression darkened as his wolf flashed in his eyes. “I promise I will take everything one day and you will offer it to me.”

“Everything?” The word came out a whisper as my lips parted and my breathing slowed.

His fangs extended and he stepped closer, blocking out the sun. “Everything and more.”

Don’t tease me with a good time.

I forgot to inhale.

“Alpha contestants, line up over here.” Molly was clapping, signaling the end of the day’s events and breaking me from the lust-filled haze.

What is it with this Alpha?I took a step back, shaking my head as the other Luna contestants came out from the tent.

The guys stood in line after pulling on shorts from wardrobe and getting touched up by the makeup team. Ranger didn’t bother to change, leaving the cargo pants hugging his thick thighs, but he shrugged off the tattered remains of his shirt so the whole world could see the art tattooed on his chest.

I clamped down on my wolf’s possessive growl, trying to get ahold of myself. It didn’t help that Ranger’s eyes never left my face. My cheeks flushed from the knowledge that he was watching, waiting.

The beast of an Alpha wanted me.

And I still wasn’t sure why.

I didn’t come here to find a mate. Or settle down. Or fall in love.

But this wasn’t really love? Was it?

Infatuation, sure, but not that fairy-tale forever stuff. I barely knew him. He didn’t know me. We hadn’t even gone on a real date.

Still, Ranger didn’t blink.

The intensity of his gaze was melting away my resolve and pulling at a deep throbbing need in my soul. I wanted him too.

He’s ours.My wolf started snarling as the Lunas lined up with their roses.

“For you, Ranger.” Meghan batted her eyelashes, standing on her toes to press a kiss to his cheek as she handed him her rose.

My heart beat harder as I held to my wolf and my lips curled back, giving room for my fangs as I watched to see what he would do.

Amusement lit up his eyes as he continued to stare at me, taking the rose from her hand and dropping it on the ground. Meghan pouted, moving to give John O’Neil a rose.

Another female stepped in front of Ranger.

Something inside me snapped.

With claws extended and fangs drawing blood on my own bottom lip, I lunged. Ranger’s deep laughter curled my toes as he caught me. My legs wrapped around his hips. His hands cupped my butt possessively as he ground against my inner thighs with a hardened thrust.

“That was fast.” Ranger growled against the side of my neck, breathing my scent in deep.

“The cameras,” I growled in return, grinding against him as I reached my hand into his hair and pulled his head back. The strands were as soft as I imagined. Thick and silky and strong.

“On it.” He winked. Those words never sounded sexier. I groaned as my hands slid over his bare chest slick with sweat and his mouth crashed into mine, fighting his way in as I opened in response.

His beast grumbled in approval.

As did mine.

And then Ranger was running.

His rock-hard abs rubbed against my core making me burn with need every step. I was already on edge as he came to a stop, hiding us away behindthe tent. Ranger threaded his fingers beneath my braid, holding my backside up and pressed against him with the other hand, as he dipped his face to the side of my neck again.