Chapter 8

• [Vivian's POV]
• I ended the call and tossed my phone onto the counter of the deserted Operating Room 4.
• "Is he coming to pick up the princess?"
• The voice came from behind me, young and laced with jealousy.
• I turned around. Leo was leaning against the stainless steel sink, ripping off his surgical mask. His blond hair was messy, his eyes burning with a manic energy.
• "Leo, you shouldn't be here," I hissed, checking the door. "If anyone sees us..."
• "Let them see," Leo growled.
• He stalked toward me, closing the distance in two seconds. He grabbed my waist and hoisted me onto the surgical table.
• "Leo! The emergency..."
• "There is no emergency," he muttered, stepping between my legs. "I switched the rotation schedule. I caused the chaos in the ER admin system. I needed you here. With me."
• "You... what?" I stared at him, shocked. "You created a mess just to keep me at work?"
• "I created a mess to keep you away from him," Leo snarled. "I hate thinking of you in his house. I hate thinking of you sleeping under his roof."
• Before I could scold him for his recklessness, his mouth was on mine.
• It was raw, needy, and overwhelming. Leo kissed me like he was drowning, his hands roaming frantically over my scrubs.
• "You smell like him," Leo pulled back, sniffing my neck, his face twisting in disgust. "That Summit Pack stench. It's all over you."
• "I live there now, Leo," I gasped, my resistance melting away as his hands found the hem of my top.
• "Not for long," he vowed. "You're mine, Vivian. Mine."
• He pressed his lips to mine, savoring the sweetness within my mouth.
• His warm palm slid from my neck to my waist, his large hand caressing downward before firmly kneading my hips.
• He bent over, took my crimson nipple into his mouth, licking and biting at my heavy breast as if he wanted to tear off a chunk of flesh.
• Yet when he exerted force, he unconsciously softened his grip, settling instead for teasing licks and sucking.
• Then He yanked my scrub pants down just enough.
• "Leo, wait..."
• He didn't wait. His thick shaft thrust deep inside me, grinding hard against my flesh in a circle. Waves of pleasure surged from our union, sending shivers through my body.
• "Ahhh!" My back was against the cold medical equipment.
• He was like a tireless puppy, indeed, energetic, relentless, and eager to please, but with the possessive streak of a true Alpha.
• He moved with a desperate rhythm, claiming me, trying to scrub away Kaelen's scent with his own.
• "Tell me who you belong to," he panted against my ear, his hips snapping forward.
• "Leo..." I moaned, clinging to his broad shoulders. I knew I should stop him. I knew I was betraying the man who was protecting my daughter.
• But my wolf didn't care. She purred in satisfaction, welcoming the thrusts of her true mate.
• It was 3,00 AM when I finally stumbled into the Summit Pack Estate.
• My body ached in a good way, but my conscience was screaming. I had showered twice at the hospital to wash Leo off me, praying Kaelen wouldn't notice.
• The house was silent. The Omega servants had left a single light on in the foyer.
• I walked to the console table to put down my keys, and that's when I saw it.
• A heavy, cream-colored envelope with gold leaf embossing lay in the center of the table. It looked like a royal decree.
• I picked it up, my fingers trembling slightly.
• To Dr. Vivian Bennett and Miss Sia Bennett,
• You are cordially invited to the Summit Pack Moonlight Party. Hosted by the Dowager Luna (Kaelen's Mother). To formally introduce the future Luna to the Pack.
• My stomach dropped.
• A formal introduction.
• This meant Kaelen's mother, who controlled the social circles of the werewolf elite was getting involved. It meant the engagement was moving fast. Too fast.
• I looked up the grand staircase, toward the dark hallway where Kaelen and my daughter were sleeping.
• I was sleeping with my mate. My daughter was terrified of her future stepfather. And now, we were about to be thrown into the shark tank of the Summit Pack elite.