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shot out short
and rapid until I finally came. My body jerked a couple of times as the orgasm
washed over me, lingering through my being then slowly fading away.
    Tate leaned up and took a deep breath. Then he smiled and
leaned back into me. Those wild green eyes pierced through me, and for once in
my life I had no idea what to say.
    I licked my lips. “Why’d you do that?” I asked.
    Reaching around, Tate pulled the binds off of my wrists, and
kissed my lips lightly. “Do you have to question my every action? I told you.
You’re my mate. I wanted to,” he growled and bit my bottom lip. Then he smashed
his mouth into mine.
    I gripped his shoulders and moaned against him. The strong
musk of wolf and spice threatened to wake the need in my body once more.
    Tate pulled away and stood up. Then he took my hand. “As
much as I would love to stay and play, I need to get back to the party. Come
on,” he said.
    Standing up on wobbly knees, I squeezed his hand. Strong and
big compared to my own. “Where are we going?” I asked.
    Tate opened the door and walked out of the room. Then he
opened another to a small bathroom.
    I watched as he washed up. Then he wetted his face and took
a deep breath. Glancing down, I noticed the giant bulge he sported was
constricted against his pants. “Isn’t that painful?” I asked.
    He smiled and leaned over me. “A bit, but that will be taken
care of tonight,” he whispered.
    My eyes widened. Didn’t have to explain it to me. The man
was planning to claim me. For wolves that was their way of tying the knot. “Not
so sure I’m ready for such a big commitment,” I said and took a few steps back.
    He sighed. “Still going to play hard to get after what just
happened.”
    “I…”
    Gripping my wrist, he pulled me close. His other hand
caressed my cheek.
    Dammit! Why couldn’t I fight the man’s charm?
    No matter how much I tried to peg Tate Wilson, I couldn’t.
He really seemed to believe I was his mate. I could see it in his eyes. How
could anyone fake an expression like that?
    However, I’m stubborn. Maybe if I could clear my head for a
few days it would all make more sense.
    “Elise?” Tate said and wrapped his arms around me as I
screamed.
    My body broke and bent. Shifting to a little black cat.
    Tate tried to keep a hold of me, but I ran out of the door.
“Dammit, Elise!” he roared.
    “Rowr! Mow!” I spit. The change hurt a lot more than the last
time I was doped with the anti-shifting drug.
    I scurried out into the big hall and immediately regretted
it as tons of feet moved and walked about me.
    The sound of a door slammed shut. I huddled in a corner and
glanced around. Fur on end and whiskers twitching.
    Tate sniffed the air and frowned. “Everyone,” he shouted.
    The crowd quieted and looked at him. I took the opportunity
to sneak around.
    “I’m sorry for my interruption, but I lost my cat.”
    Running under a food table, I froze. That bastard!
    “She’s very dear to me and I wouldn’t want her escaping, so
if you would look around. I’m sure she’s hiding somewhere in here,” he said and
pointed across the room. “Close all windows.”
    It wasn’t long before the table cloth was lifted and a
petite girl smiled at me. “I found her Mr. Wilson,” she giggled and reached out
for me.
    I put my paw up in warning, but she ignored me. I hissed as
she picked me up and patted my head. “Meow,” I said bitterly.
    “Aw, you’re okay kitty,” she cooed.
    Lowering my ears, I meowed again. Stupid girl!
    Tate hurried through and reached out. Then I was right back
into his arms. I’ve always been able to escape from anything in the past, but
not from Tate. Was I really losing my touch or what?
    “Thank you so much,” he said warmly and flashed a smile at
the girl.
    A blush spread across her cheeks. “It was nothing Mr.
Wilson,” she said and smiled.
    I’d roll my eyes if I could.
    Tate kept a tight hold on me as he left the party and
marched upstairs to his