fate of the alpha - episode 1 by black tasha

Author:black, tasha [black, tasha]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: 13th Story Press
Published: 2014-12-21T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

Grace burst in the door of her apartment and pulled it shut behind her, then leaned back against it, panting.

Now that she was home safely, she had no idea what to do. She realized in a panic that she felt no better than she had when she left Ainsley’s house. Her breasts ached and her nipples were so hard they hurt. She had never been taken by the feelings so completely.

Against her wishes, she thought of Julian’s kiss. His body had been so perfectly matched to hers, and his tongue. Oh god.

Her phone began to buzz.

Damn it.

It would be Ainsley.

Wondering why Grace had been all over Julian.

In total violation of the code of friendship as pertained to ex-boyfriends.

And more importantly, as Ainsley’s true mate lay practically dying and bereft of his nature.

How could she explain that the magic had made her forget…herself? That she had known nothing except the exquisite touch of the man who held her?

A man who didn’t respect her, she reminded herself, and whom she found to be pompous and repugnant.

What was with Julian Magie?

If it weren’t for the fact that he clearly held her in contempt, she would have been sure he had put a spell on her.

Why did she feel like the earth was dropping out from under her every time she saw him? She pictured him arriving at Ainsley’s tonight and how he had looked at her in that strange hopeful way. Her belly clenched with desire.

The phone stopped buzzing, and Grace decided it was best to call Ainsley when she was feeling better. Right now she could still taste Julian in her mouth, feel his body wrapped around hers.

It was only the healing spell, she told herself. She had never used so much magic at one time.

Oh god, the migraine that was going to come from this would be crushing.

She ran to the bathroom and began emptying the medicine cabinet. She wondered vaguely if it was possible that she might end up with an aneurysm or something.

Her doctor had given her a small bottle of serious migraine medicine last month - it had to be there somewhere.

There was a knock at the door.

Great.

The lights were on. Her car was out front. There was no use hiding.

She opened the front door, expecting the accusing stare of her best friend.

Instead, Landon’s tall frame filled the doorway.

“You aren’t answering your phone, I was worried.”

There was a tiny instant when Grace thought that maybe she could tell him she had the flu.

But when he gave her a gentle smile it was all over.

She grabbed him by the front of his t-shirt and dragged him in, trying not to notice the stunned expression on his face.

Grace’s apartment was the third floor of a large Victorian that had been divided into three units. The ceilings were charmingly sloped and gave the place a cozy feel.

But Landon’s height made the house feel miniature. Or maybe it was the other way around. Did the house make Landon seem larger than

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