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Marina's POV

"What?" As his words began registering in my brain, I queried after emerging from my stupor.

"I'm not yours. Get the hell away from me, pervert. I replied as I pushed him away from me.

He seemed upset by this, as he quickly pinned my hands above my head. He said once more after casting me an evil glance.

"You belong to ME! No matter how you feel about it.

Mate, "He grumbled with irritation.

As soon as he said the word "mate," I froze. Was he my partner? Was I his girlfriend? It was now beginning to make sense.

I was aware of the familiarity in him as well as the warmth and security I had in his embrace. His odour was both seductive and addictive. He had a little vanilla scent and the smell of the woods.

The sparks that flew up my arms as he was holding me should be enough evidence if his scent and comfort weren't. As a shiver ran up my spine, I had a warm, tingling sensation in the pit of my stomach. My mind was filled with a voice that kept repeating the word "mate." Although faint, it was still present, indicating that my wolf was gradually emerging from its hiding spot.

I'm being drawn to him by the mate bond and sucked as lost once more in his eyes. However, there was something about him that gave me the chills. He exuded a sense of dread and was chilly and aloof.

On top of me, he was still completely naked. Whether I was with a mate or not, I was uneasy. I'd never seen a man in his undies before, and today wasn't supposed to be the day.

"Umm..." I said, shifting uncomfortably under him.

I think he got the message because he immediately got off me and threw on shorts. I averted my eyes as he got dressed, but I could catch a glimpse of his ass before turning my face away.

He had a nice ass.

I blush a little about the unholy thoughts running through my mind. I've never had this sort of reaction from anyone. But right now, I was thinking of all the sinful things. I wanted him to do to me as I watched his back muscles flex.

"Let's go", he said, walking away from me.

I was still on the ground when he pushed me on. He didn't even have the decency to help me up as he took long strides ahead. I sat on the floor dumbfounded, with my mouth slightly ajar as I walked his retreating figure.

"I am not going anywhere with you", I called out, refusing to follow behind him. He was a stranger to me, mate or not.

"Don't make me have to repeat myself," he gritted out, obviously trying to hold back his anger.

"I said I'm not going anywhere with you" I stood my ground narrowing my eyes at him defiantly.

There was also another man with him. They stood a few feet away from me and exchanged words before he turned his attention back to me. His eyes were switching from blue to gold, indicating that he was having a mental battle with his wolf.

After a few seconds, his eyes switched to blue, and he marched over to me. I began scrambling away from him as he wore a pissed-off expression directed at me.

He got to me in no time, took me off the ground effortlessly, and threw me over his shoulder.

"What are you doing? Put me down now, you- you-you-" I said, pounding my hands on his perfectly sculpted back. This was hurting me more than it was hurting him. I stopped beating on his back and massaged my hands.

"Cat got your tongue, sweetheart", he teased.

"Don't call me that! I am not your sweetheart," I snapped.

"I'm sorry, but I don't take orders from rogues," he said with venom lacing his voice.

"I am not a rogue; I'm just lost."

"Lost?"

"Yeah, you know when someone cannot find their way or- started explaining.

"I know what the word means", he snapped, annoyed.

"Can you put me down? I can walk, you know."

"No" was his simple answer.

Asshole.

"Okay, where are you taking me?" I drawled.

"Back to the pack house" as soon as he said that, my body stiffened, and I began struggling against his hold.

"Please don't take me back there. I'm

Begging you," I said, trying to wiggle free.

"Relax. I'm taking you back to the North pack."

Umm..." Under him, I muttered something uncomfortable.

He understood the message because he quickly left me and put on shorts. As I turned my head away, he was getting dressed, but I caught a peek of his behind.

He had a good arse.

I feel flushed as I consider the sinful ideas going through my head. I've never had this kind of reaction to anyone, but as I saw his back muscles flex, I was thinking of all the dirty things I wished he would do.

He murmured, turning away from me, "Let's go."

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