“I love you, Trae,” she whispered in a husky voice. Her knees went weak, and she sagged against him.
Once the third and final mark was done, he slowly licked the wound, sealing it. Tossing his head back, he howled his joy and satisfaction from the depths of his soul. His pack members joined in.
Turning Olivia around, he held her waist with sure hands, still mindful that her body was unsteady. Looking into the eyes of the woman who had unexpectedly walked into a club and become his mate, he declared, “I am yours forever.”
Raising shaky hands, she slipped them around his neck. “I would never have it any other way,” she confessed as she ran her fingers along the back of his ears, giving him a wicked, alluring look. “How long did you say we had to stay?”
His wolf was panting with need at her touch. “Keep that up, and you’ll find yourself on the ground in the middle of the forest with this pretty green dress tossed into a tree.”
Pushing her bottom lip out, giving him a sexy pout, she said, “I guess it would be bad form to disappear from our own celebration. People would talk.”
To hell with it. “I’m the Alpha. Let them.” Hoisting her up onto his shoulder, with one hand on her ass keeping her in place, Trae stalked off into the woods to a private revelry with his mate.