BOUGHT BY THE RUTHLESS ALPHA

Chapter 17

William P.O.V I woke up to the reflection of the sun reflecting on me. I don’t know when I fell asleep. This sweet scent fills the air like pawpaw and cucumber. I looked down and saw Bridget sleeping on my chest. It’s her. It's her scent. I took in a deep breath. I am amazed she slept throughout the night. I watched her sleep, her head rising and falling with every breath I take. After about a minute of staring at her, I realize I’m being kind of creepy staring at her while she sleeps. I tried to get up but she put her hands across me. I think she did it subconsciously. She then nuzzled into my chest and I can't stop myself from laughing. I pull her in. This is the first skin contact we have had in the week she has been here and I have to admit I love it. I prefer to stay right here in this moment but then her eyes opened wide. Bridget's P.O.V Did I just nuzzle him? Holy shit! I feel like dying from this embarrassment. He smells so good though like the woods in spring. Just manly and don’t get me started about his body. His robust hands pulled me in. The muscle on his chest and abs. He looks like a Greek God. I bet he tastes yummy too and I wouldn’t mind the idea of his fingers on my body. Oh no! Bridget stops it, he’ll smell your arousal. I opened my eyes and took my hands off him. “I am sorry. You do not have to stay,” I whispered. He just laughed and looked down at me. “I’ve already stayed the night but I was simply going to get up to make you some breakfast.”

“Breakfast? Don’t you have to go to work?” I asked. “Nope, I’m taking some time off. I know that we haven’t spent much time together as we should have. I tried to convince myself that you needed time to adapt,” He explained. “And now?” I asked. “And now I know you need me,” He kissed my forehead. “But before I go, I want to take a look at your wounds,” He lets go of me and I lay back. He leaned over me and placed a hand beneath my chin before tilting my head to the side. His face is so close to mine that I can feel his hot his breath on my cheek. I swallowed hard. His eyes flicked up to mine and he laughed. Then his hands trailed my shirt. “Is it ok if I raise this to take a look?”He asked gently and I nodded. He lifted my shirt and trailed his hand over my belly. I cringe at the tingles in my skin. “Does that hurt?” He asked, concerned. I shake my head no. He continued and I closed my eyes enjoying his touch. He makes his way down to my leg and runs his hands over my thigh and a small moan forms in my throat. Of course with his sensitive hearing, he must have heard it. I cannot believe I just did that. I can feel the heat of blush on my cheeks. Why is my body reacting like this? I heard him chortle and he dropped my shirt as he made his way back to my face. “You have recovered,” he told me. “Really? Normally, it takes a few days,” I said.

“Well, it is possibly caused by your wolf. Now that you are more relaxed, you will heal faster,” He explained. He laid down next to me and looked down at me. I stared into his stunning eyes. “Now I’m going to get up and make you breakfast. But I will warn you, I only know how to make pancakes and eggs.” I giggled. “Why don’t we make breakfast together? I will just take a quick shower. You can start making the coffee.” “Okay We get up and he heads to the kitchen as I walked to the bathroom. I bathe quickly and change clothes. I put on an unfastened T-shirt and a cardigan with jeans and shorts. I walked out to the kitchen and see him. He’s at the counter pouring coffee into a mug. He’s already taken out all of the ingredients for making pancakes. I paused for a second and stared at him. He’s really attractive. Tall, tanned and perfect. I’ve never ogled at a man before but this man just makes me stop in my tracks. “You going to stand there just staring or are you going to come help,” He smirked. I felt myself blush and walked toward him. He raised an eyebrow at me. “I feel like baking. I love baking and I have not baked anything this week,” I told him. “Ok, what do you want to bake?” “Let me see what you have in here.” Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

After a few minutes of poking around, I find everything I need to make blueberry and chocolate muffins. “Why is your kitchen so stocked if you never eat here?,” I asked boldly. “Haha, what makes you think I don’t eat here?,” He asked laughing. He hands over a mug of freshly poured espresso to me. “Well, we have not cooked any meal here the entire time I’ve been here. We are always going out to eat or ordering food. “Well, at that time and I guess I wanted to give you what you desired and show you an appropriate time,” he explained. That’s sweet. “He’s a real man Bridget. He’s our mate,” Deli said. 'I don't understand,' I replied. “Yes, you do. You are drawn to him and he smells delicious. We both know you were checking him out even when your life was in danger. He is your other half. You make each other stronger. Also, you slept through the night last night without nightmares.” “Oh, my goddess!” I say out loud. “What?!,” William looked at me concerned. “I just realize that I didn’t have a nightmare last night,” I say. “Yeah, first time besides one due to the fact you’ve been right here,” he replied, shocked. How does he know that? “How do you know that?” I asked. I need to know. . . .

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