An Alpha's Trust
half.” He sounded wistful.
    “I’ve waited a long time to find you. And now that you’ve found me, I feel complete. How do you feel when you’re around me, Shana?”
    “Mostly horny, but yeah, I feel safe too. I’ve always dreamed of feeling safe, but never dreamed it was possible. When I wake in the morning I think of you, and several times a day I find I can’t stop thinking of you. Is that the bond?”
    “Mostly. What we have now is an incomplete bond. In order to complete it I have to, well, um, that is, ummm...”
    “My God, Jake, spill it.”
    “I would have to spill my seed inside you, and bite you here.” He ran his finger down the length of her neck to her shoulder. “While you came around my cock, Shana. That is the complete bonding. The first step of the bonding was my tasting you.”
    Holy shit. How could he make her so hot with just a touch? She wanted to lead him to her room and explore this new found tingling sensation in her happy area. No, focus.
    It was hard to focus when he was breathing deeply and smiling. Did he know she was horny? Could he tell? No way. “Would it always be like this between us?”
    “Yes, you’re my other half as I am yours. We could no longer find pleasure with others. We would become physically ill if we were to try. Once the bond is complete, we’d be able to feel a part of each other’s emotions. We’d still be individuals and able to make independent decisions. However, I would be able to tell when you are angry or hurt and you would be able to sense the same of me. A bonded pair is very special.” He was afraid he was frightening her, but all he could smell was her arousal.
    “Why do you keep breathing hard and smiling at me? Do I smell again?” She was becoming self-conscious.
    He gave her a look that was sure to star tonight in her fantasies. A half grin, which looked a little wolfish. “I should tell you that my sense of smell is very powerful. I can smell your arousal and it is driving me crazy. I’ll also be able to smell your fear, and joy; most emotions. If we complete the bond you will develop a heightened sense of smell as well.”
    “Wow, um, okay. I’m sorry I’m making you uncomfortable but...wait, can the other wolves smell my...stuff?” Oh, God.
    She was so embarrassed. “Last night, we...Oh, no.”
    “The other wolves will be able to smell you on me, yes. They also know we did not complete the bond. Wolf shifters are not a shy group of people. To find one’s mate is a thing of joy. I would be the envy of the pack, as would you.”
    “Yeah, but...we smell like...passion. Oh my, I feel...dirty.”
    He could feel anger rising, and tried to control it. “Why exactly would you feel dirty for being with me? I am your mate!”
    He wanted her to understand so badly, but she grew up acknowledging sex differently. He thought he might feel the same with her history, but he wasn’t going to be punished for others’ crimes.
    Her brows furrowed. “Why is that your answer to everything?” She mimicked his voice. “Trust me, I’m your mate. I would never hurt you, I am your mate. Have uninhibited sex with me, I am your mate.” Okay, so she just made that last one up, and, oh boy, he looked pissed.
    He plastered on a calm face, but inside he was raging. “I can see that you’re getting upset, so I’ll leave you to your thoughts. Only time will make you believe in me, so take it. I’ve given everything I can.” He stood and walked out the back door and to his pack.
    Over his shoulder, he called, “I plan on sleeping on the couch while the others remain outside, on alert. I won’t bother you and feel free to lock your bedroom door from the big bad wolf.”

 
    Chapter 13
     
    She wasn’t sure how long she sat at her kitchen table thinking about what Jake had said. He seemed sincere. She just wasn’t sure she was willing to trust blindly. Actually, if she thought about it, he had done a great deal to secure their safety. He also

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