The Mighty She-wolf of King novel Chapter 30

"No, " he found himself a little uncomfortable. It must have been that he did not use to people disobeying him.

"I'm sorry to break it to you, but no one bothers me when I work. I'm not surprised they stopped you."

"And why is that?" He frowned.

"I would have killed you, "Blake smiled happily as she made her way to the door. Heavily walking up the porch steps to the door, she shuffled into her pocket to get her key out. " Good night your highness, " she yawns, twisting the key to get in.

"Wait, " He quickly spoke taking a step forward losing the proud position state that he had going for him but quickly went into the stat again.

"Are you trying to invite yourself into my home, right now?"

"Well since you asked, " he calmly said, lifting his chin up and slipping into the room.

Did he... Did he just do that? Oh no, please come in. Blake said to herself shaking her while she walked into the house.

Blake felt the veins on her forehead start to thicken on the way to the kitchen. From the corner of her eye, the King was making himself at home, analyzing every detail of her house.

"Can I help you!" Spinning around, she was to seconds away from wrapping her little hands around his thick ass throat.

"Yes, " he turned titling his head slightly to the side. At first, the King looked at her from head to toe and then back up to lock onto her gray eyes.

"Well, what the fuck is it. I'm tired and haven't had my coffee so unless this is not a life and death situation, get the fuck out of my house!"

He was taken aback but recovered quickly with a dark gleam in his eyes. "You will not speak to me that way. I have let you go long enough with your rube behaved only because you are my mate."

"Your mate, " she laughed. "Don't make me laugh. I told you before, I'm not your mate. I will never mate with-", it happened so fast that she found herself winded when the King slammed her into the wall.

"Don't you dare say it, " he left no space between them. His pelvis pressed against her stomach. He rubbed himself against her so slowly she could barely feel it while he bent his knee between her legs pressing against the warm heat between her thighs.

Without a thought, Blake raised her chest just slightly make any room to place her hands against his belly to push him away.

She desperately wanted to say yes again and again but she couldn't. She would be lying to him. All she wanted was for him to make the fever to go away.

"Your mine."

"I told you, I-"

"You are mine and I'm not letting you go, " he quickly said. "I have been looking for you for so long, my dear and I don't plan on leaving until I have you safely back home with me."

"You're a fool, " Blake whispered.

He was a fool. If only he knew what was good for him and his kingdom, this king should walk away from her. She was nothing but trouble that was knocking on death's door.

Or maybe he wasn't the fool but she was. Somewhere in her heart, she ached to be with this man. Blake couldn't explain why she felt like she could finally be happy with no worries.

His touch, his hot breath against her skin, his tongue trailing up her neck to her earlobe. Blake's hand rested against the Kings chest feeling his heart pound like the drums of war.