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Alpha's Private Plaything (Elsa and Drake Stone) novel Chapter 292

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Chapter 292

Elsa

Drake’s expression shifted as he noticed the injury. He took my hand in his, turning it over to examine the scratch. ‘ithout warning, he lifted it to his mouth and gently sucked on the wounded area, his eyes never leaving mine, dark and

he intimate gesture

away, my heart

“This is M

doing?

iver down my spine, heat pooling traitorously in my core. I yanked my hand th anger and something else I refused to acknowledge.

ed urgently, backing away until I hit a wall. “What the fuck do you think you’re

the corners of his mouth. “What do you think I’m doing, Elsa?” His eyes flashed gold for a ssive. The wolf lurking beneath the surf

ng against a small table, the edge

th tension.

o my lower back. “I need to leave. Right now.”

ce?” Drake moved closer, trappi

I the heat radiating from hi

of your goddamn bus

ion darkened,

ween

ure, his body mere inches from mine. I could smell

seem to have quite the collection of admirers lately.”

nin defiantly, even as my hands trembled at my sides.

o you ever think about us, Elsa? About what might have been?”

ound it hard to breathe, my chest rising and falling rapidly.

physical pain lancing through my chest at his words. “Don’t you dare bring that

th hands, fingers curling into the expensive fabric of his shirt, desperate to create

n’t budge. Instead, he pressed closer, his body heat radiating through my dress, pinning me

?” he demanded, his voice rough, almost a growl. “Have you let Allen or Bruce touch what’s

even as my traitor

he wouldn’t no

imples hardened against the silk of my

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His answer was to crush his mouth against mine in a bruising kiss. I struggled against him, pushing at his shoulders, nails digging in, but he held me immobile, one hand tangled in my hair to keep me in place, the other at the small of my back, pressing me against him. I could taste his anger, his possession, and my own rage on his lips.

Outside the oor, voices drifted past, hushed but still audible.

“The

ph Moonlight’s new assistant,” a woman whispered. “The one who used to work for Drake Stone.”

een spending time with Allen Moonlight too,” another voice replied. “Can’t keep her hands off any man,

tson absolutely hates her. Says she’s trying to sink her claws into every powerful male in both packs.”

footsteps and voices faded as they moved down the hallway, but the damage was done. Drake had heard every word, I could feel his body tense with fury, his grip becoming almost painful.

To my surprise, he released me, stepping back. The look in his eyes had changed-there was still anger there, but something else too. Something that almost looked like regret. I sagged against the table, wiping my mouth with the back

of my hand, tasting blood where his kiss had bruised me.

Without a word, he shrugged out of his suit jacket and draped it over my shoulders. The warmth of the fabric and his scent

enveloped me immediately, wrapping around me like a possessive embrace.

“I want Allen’s jacket back,” I said, my voice steadier than I felt, though my lips still tingled from his kiss.

“Why?” Drake’s eyes narrowed, nostrils flaring slightly as he scented the air between us. “You don’t seem to mind his scent

on you.”

“Ava asked me to return your clothes,” he continued, his tone casual but with an undercurrent of possession. “I have them

in my car.”

We left the room one after another, Drake leading the way. His commanding presence parted the crowd in the hallway, people instinctively stepping aside as we passed. No one dared to approach us-the energy radiating from Drake kept them at a distance. I followed a step behind, my legs feeling like jelly, Drake’s jacket still hanging from my shoulders like a

brand.

“I’ll drive you home,” he stated as we reached the grand staircase. “Your clothes are in my car.”

“No,” I said firmly

Drake’s jaw

You can mail them, or drop them at Moonlight’s reception.”

idiculous.”

Bruce or Emma-anyone who could give me an

excuse to

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