While I’m mortified that Alpha Anders saw me sitting in Clint’s lap, even though nothing was happening, I’m more concerned about what is going to happen next. Now, not just one but two Alphas will know I’m a Guardian. If I had any idea where to go, I’d run. As if sensing my discomfort, Clint comes up behind me, his hands rubbing up and down my arms. “You said you trusted me, right?” He asks, turning me around to face him. “Yes.” I say quietly. “Then trust me that I won’t let anything happen to you. I won’t let Anders or Patrick force you into any kind of mate bond. Not that I think either of them will, but if it helps you feel safe, then know that I would never let that happen.” He leans in, kissing my forehead. He’s entirely too close. I can feel the heat from his chest through my clothes. I don’t know if it’s because he just had a shower, but he smells like warm apple pie, fresh from the oven. He smells like home, like my own personal happy place, and it’s making my mouth water.
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