All Chapters of The Unchosen Mate: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

EthanI knew I was tired when I got back on my motorcycle. If I was ever this whipped I rarely rode. I hated feeling like I couldn’t keep my balance--even if it was just a few short miles back to the pack house.I wanted to sleep. I ached to see Justin. But I needed to talk to Kira.I sent him a text.ETHAN: I talked to Perrin and told him. It went better than expected. I also stopped by to talk to Jaz. I had a feeling she knew what was up last night so I went to ask her not to say anything until I’ve spoken to Kira. Going to see her now. See you later?I sent the text before I could self-sabotage and second-guess the sign off. I didn’t need to play games, I reminded myself. This was it. Justin was the end-game.

JustinI had made it back to the hotel, thankful for the elevator and my sore foot. It was fine, and I was cleared to return to the Lodge tomorrow, but my mind had been filled with nothing but Ethan since he left early this morning.Ethan, and the texts he had sent.Why had he gone to talk to Jesamine? Er, Jaz, I think that’s what she called herself here. Was I overthinking it? Maybe she had overheard and he was just covering his bases.Or maybe their friendship was stronger than our mating bond.Either way, I knew that I needed to talk to Kira, sooner rather than later. If Ethan really had spoken to her, and if she took it the way I expected, I would have a lot of explaining to do.As if the God

Justin “Well done! Well done.” The blood was still pounding in my ears as I listened to Jesamine’s footsteps echo down the hallway and the slam of the door behind her. “Don’t talk to me,” I barked. I didn’t care what my father said next. This was as much his fault as it was Jesamine’s. I grabbed my jacket and walked to the door, slamming it with thunderous finality. ** The elevator took too long. Everything wasn’t moving fast enough. I needed to get out of this metal box and find Ethan. It was the only thing that made sense. He was the only thing that made sense ri

LoBefore I knew what was happening I had been pulled into his chest. My head fitting just beneath his chin, and I can smell his woody scent. Wood, and pine, and…And so unlike Ethan’s, that had been full of cinnamon and citrus. Or like campfire smoke.I tried to stifle the sob I had been holding in until I was out of earshot, but I couldn’t. I let it out, my chest heaving while embracing him. His arms didn’t move, but held steady and warm around me as my body wracked with pent up emotion.I was dimly aware of how warm his skin was, how hot it was. He had been working out. I had tried to shake my own hangover and had only come out in a pink sports bra. I stepped back out of his embr

JazHe was hot in my mouth, pulsing beneath my tongue. As I swirled around his girth, I could feel the warm drops escape his tip, one by one. I teased my tongue around the head of him, licking off each drop as it appeared, devouring him deep into my throat with each pass.I was going torturously slow, and if his moan of approval was any indication, he liked it. He liked the way my full lips pressed against his skin, how my mouth slid up and down the smoothness of him. As I felt him grow harder and harder with each pass, heat pounded between my own legs.I allowed the tip of my tongue to trace the veins along his cock, a maze that swept my mouth up and around him, driving him deep into my mouth and down to the base of him, then back up to the top, relinquishing touch almost entirely except for the tip, which had released yet another glist