She's Mine To Claim: Mr. Alpha, Can You Kiss Me More? novel Chapter 62

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Raiden’s pov

My wolf felt it. I felt it.

Something about this girl and how she made me feel was different. A good different. And as I stare into her piercing eyes, I register that she is no ordinary human, at least not to me.

‘Raiden‘‘ Damon’s voice pierces through the mind link, pulling me out of my thoughts that were fueled with only Amelia.

My wolf growls at the interruption, more irritated that our attention was cut from Amelia. I reluctantly pull my gaze away from the beauty in front of me, knowing that watching her alone would move me from reality, and judging by the sharpness of Damon’s tone……I needed to be in reality now.

‘What is it Damon?‘ I try to keep the irritation of being interrupted out of my voice, especially knowing he wouldn’t interrupt if there wasn’t an issue.

Your psycho ex did something man,‘ his tone comes out shaken as though he couldn’t believe something happened.

My blood runs cold. Dayna. What had the bitch done this time?

‘What had she done!?‘ I snarl through the link, turning my head away from Amelia completely before my wolf appeared.

My teeth grits and I try to reel in my frustration and anger before I reveal myself to Amelia. The last thing I want to do was scare her off before I even figure out why both me and my wolf had a pull towards her.

My wolf growled in my head, slamming against the chains of fury. I could sense Damon’s hesitation through the link, sense that he was unsure if he should let me know or take care of it himself.

Too late, I am already involved.

‘Damon!‘ I hissed, pressing my fingers in the picnic blanket beneath me to hide the claws that pushed out.

“Raiden?” Amelia’s sweet voice breaks through the tensed air. I keep my face away, knowing that my wolf had appeared in

my eyes.

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At the sound of her voice I take in a sharp inhale, restling with my wolf to tame it and not let it break free. It’s harder than I

imagine it would be, especially with her being there.

My hands grip the edge of the blanket harder, claws digging into the material. Fuck. The last thing I want is for her to see this side of me now.

“Is something wrong?” her voice is soft and warm, concerned. She was concerned about me. My heart races.

Yes. Apparently so.

“No,” I lied through my teeth. My tone comes out sharper than I intended but I could not take it back now. I can’t look at her, I can’t see if I had upset her or not. If she catches even a glimpse of my wild nature….she’d never want to be anywhere near me again

I keep my gaze away from hers.

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I’m fine,” I tried to say softer, hoping that eases her concern while I go back to Damon.

Damon tell me! What had she done!?‘ I snarled impatiently. What has Dayna done?‘

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A slight pause. Slight enough to irritate me and throw me more over the edge. But then he responds, his voice filtering

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through She set Foster’s car on fire. Pickett…she was in there.‘