All Chapters of Alpha Clinton: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CLINTON.‘Your highness, Carlos sent a message.’ Beta Asher's voice filled my head. ‘He said he's watching you. That he knows just how to bring you to your knees because he has found your weakness.’There could only be one weakness he was referring to, and that happened to be Ruby. But how the fuck did he find out about her? Only Liam knew about her. And I trusted him not to spill a word to others. So I wondered how he could have found out about her.It was either he had a spy in this pack, or he was talking about something else.Whatever it was, I'd never let anyone touch even a hair on her neck. My grip on my mate tightened as fierce possessiveness washed over me. I didn't know what I'd do if someone hurt her. Hell, would I allow that? I'd protect her, even if it meant endangering my life.‘Don't give him a response. Let him keep barking like the dog he is. Once I'm back from my vacation, I'll have a long talk with the council of elders.’ I growled, my jaw clenching.‘As you wish, A

CLINTON.“Tell me, little m—Ruby, do you like what you see?” I immediately caught the word that almost slipped out of my mouth. Luckily, I didn't think she noticed any slight slip-up.She wasn't supposed to find out now. That was why we were here, to make her fall in love with me before I revealed the truth to her.I smirked at her blush, loving that I had such an effect on her. Maybe she couldn't tell we were mates, but from the way she acted around me most times, I could tell I affected her as well.Ruby tried to push me away, but her strength wasn't comparable to mine, so she ended up putting her arms down.“You have nothing for me to admire,” she said, rolling her eyes, but she didn't take her eyes off my chest.I could see the heated gaze she tried to hide. Her defiant words were contradicted by the way her breath hitched and her pupils dilated, betraying her true feelings.“Is that so?” I chuckled, leaning in just enough to close the distance between us. The scent of her nervous

RUBY.My heart pounded rapidly as I kissed him fiercely, like I had been starving for him and only he could satisfy my hunger. I moaned as I parted his lips and plunged my tongue into his mouth, tilting my head to the side to take control of the kiss.I wanted him.The words chanted like a mantra in my head, twisting my insides in and out. The more I kissed him, the louder the chant grew, a rhythmic pulse that matched the quickening beat of my heart. It was as if every cell in my body was attuned to the need coursing through me, a need that only he could quench.His hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer, and I felt a shiver run down my spine. The intensity of the moment wrapped around us like a cocoon, shutting out the rest of the world. Nothing else mattered—only the heat between us, the electric connection that sparked with every touch. My breath hitched as he responded with equal fervor, his hands exploring my back, his lips moving against mine with a hunger that mirrored my ow

RUBY. I couldn't help but anticipate what Clinton would do to me once we reached our hotel room. I was certain this was what I wanted. I craved the feeling of surrender, letting him take control and make me his. Though I had never been with any man before, the desire coursed through me, an undeniable urge to become one with him. It was a longing I felt deep in my bones, a yearning for completeness. I wanted him. I wanted him so badly. Oh Goddess, was I becoming a slut? And if I was, then so be it. I wondered what Falcon would have thought if she were still with me. Would she have encouraged me or scolded me for not saving myself for our mate? I couldn't know for sure, since she wasn't here. I'd give anything just to hear her thoughts on this. If only she'd come back…Once we reached the hotel, Clinton hurried us upstairs, paying no attention to the workers who greeted us. I couldn't help but giggle at his single-minded focus. It was clear we were both on

RUBY.One Week Later…The last week was nothing short of interesting.Clinton had taken it seriously when he said he was going to date me. No day passed without him taking me out on a date. And oh, did I really say that? We went on a date every morning and evening, except on the day we set aside for pleasuring each other.We toured the whole city, rode horses because one day when we went sightseeing, we came across a ranch. There, we met an old woman in her late fifties teaching a younger version of her—one whom I instantly guessed to be her grandson—how to ride a horse before she vanished inside. But then a mishap happened—the poor boy was nearly thrown off his horse, and I had to come to the rescue.“Hey, little boy, are you okay?” I asked, looking up at him with concern.He pulled his little mouth into a pout and shook his head. “No, I'm not.”I smiled at him and rubbed his puffy cheeks with my right hand. “Hey, hold on. Let's go and meet your momma, I'm sure you'll be fine soon.”