"You want to what?" Brook asked, shooting an icy glare towards Connor.

Connor briefly looked down, Brook's criticizing stare reminding him of of his moms. And that woman scared the hell out of Connor.

His gaze didn't remain down for long, in fact Brook thought she had almost imagined it.

"I want you to let me mark you." Connor managed to make his voice firm, reminding Brook that he was still the alpha.

But Brook didn't work that way, she knew that Connor wouldn't hurt her. But even if he did, she would heal. His alpha title meant nothing to her.

"And what makes you think that I'd be okay with that?" Brook questioned Connor, her eyes studying him like a lion studies a deer.

"Because I'm your mate. I want to become closer with you. Letting me mark you will bring us closer to mating." Connor pleaded, and finally it struck Brooklynn.

Connor wanted to mark her so that they could fuck.

What an ass. Brook thought, shooting a dirty look at Connor. She didn't feel bothered at the fact that he wanted to fuck, but she was mildly irritated.

Sure she had hooked up with guys before, and she had never cared if they were using her for her body or not. But it felt different with Connor.

She did care if Connor just wanted her for her body or not.

"Could you be any more blunt?" Brook snapped, taking Connor by surprise.

He didn't understand why she had suddenly changed her mood.

Was it something I said? He asked himself, trying to possibly remember anything he said that could bother Brook.

"Don't play dumb," Brook spit. "You're just like every other guy."

"What are you talking about?" Connor asked incredulously. He was hurt that she had compared him to every other guy. But he hid it as if she didn't even say anything.

"You just want me for my body, admit it!" She shouted, pulling herself away from his bed.

She ignored the pain that she was feeling, and hobbled over to her bed. Climbing into it, she faced away from him but remained sitting up.

Connor felt nothing but confusion for a few seconds before it finally clicked. She was upset that he had said that they could mate after he marked her.

"I didn't mean it like that Brook, I swear." Connor waited for Brook to turn around, but she didn't. "I don't just want you for your body, I shouldn't have even mentioned mating, it was a dick move."

Connor surprised himself by apologizing, he rarely ever said sorry or even admitted to doing something wrong.

Brook however, remained silent. She was trying to hold onto whatever anger she had for Connor, but it was quickly slipping away.

Every reason that she originally had now seemed stupid and childish. None of them really seemed to matter anymore.

"You can mark me," Brook paused. "If I get to mark you." She was proposing a request that she thought Connor would be appalled by. That's how she hoped that he would react so he wouldn't mark her.

But Connor did the opposite.

"Done." Brook let her mouth fall open. She didn't actually think he would be willing to let her mark him. And now she couldn't back down.

Brook with her back facing Connor, felt her heart flutter at the sound of his footsteps coming closer to her.

His presence was enough to make her want to jump his bones and allow him to make her his. She craved him being inside of her, and as dirty as it sounded, she wanted to get fucked.

She desperately tried to push away her thoughts. But Connor had already heard them.

He finally reached her, brushing Brook's hair to the side and bringing his lips down to her exposed neck.

With gentle kisses, he explored her neck until he found the spot where he would mark. He nipped it, feeling Brook shudder.

Connor could hear Brook's wolf crying out at him, begging him to mark her already. She was vulnerable at the moment, desperate for any type of intimacy that Connor could provide.

"Please," Brook whispered. "Mark me." Brook allowed herself to lean back into Connor, her head falling against his shoulder.

"Your wish is my command." Connor whispered, his voice gravelly and hoarse.

Brook felt his canines on her neck, preparing for him to pierce the soft skin right below her ear. And then he did.

She let out a loud moan, her body burning with pleasure. She'd expected marking to be painful and agonizingly slow, but it was the opposite. It filled her with pleasure-So much pleasure that she didn't want it to end. Her bliss danced around her body like ballerinas on a stage.

Connor's canines moved deeper into Brooklynn's neck, eliciting another moan from her.

Connor couldn't help but think about how hot the sounds she made were-Breathy, open-mouthed moans filling the air. He didn't want to stop.

But everything has to end eventually.

Brooklynn felt Connor retracting his canines, pulling them out of her neck. She couldn't believe he had marked her already.

What seemed like the most intimate moment in her life had only lasted about fifteen seconds. But those fifteen seconds filled her with more pleasure than any guy had ever done.

She sat there slumped against Connor's chest, breathing heavily. Her neck stung a bit, but she was filled with too much pleasure to even care.

After a few minutes of staying against Connor's back, she turned around to face him. They looked at each other, passion burning in both of their eyes and a bond forming in their hearts.

The coldest man and the fiercest girl alive both became soft for each other. They could feel their mate bond strengthening and becoming more intense.

"You're beautiful," Connor whispered. "And I'm not just saying that to say it. I mean it. Whether we mate in two weeks or in twenty years, I couldn't care less. I just know that I want to be spending my life with you, Brooklynn Bradley."

Connor watched Brook stare up at him, big green eyes and all.

And Brook was speechless for the first time in a long time, she didn't know how to respond.

She didn't know if she should run into his arms and kiss him-Which seemed really tempting. Even her wolf was in favor of her kissing him, but her wolf was a horndog and had begged her to ride him multiple times already.

"Connor?" Brooklynn asked, pulling away from him slightly.

"Yeah?"

"May I kiss you?"

"Yeah."

That was all it took for Brooklynn to press her lips against Connor's, which were soft unlike most lips that she had kissed.

Both of their lips moved in sync, like two figure skaters dancing about on the ice. It was a slow kiss at first, something that was originally meant to be innocent.

But neither of them felt close enough to each other, frantically tugging and pulling at their clothes to get them off. They needed to feel their skin touching. Every minute that they spent pressed against each other, exploring their bodies, was like rain after a drought. It was a thirst that needed to be satisfied.

Before either of them could comprehend what they were doing, Brook was back on the bed with Connor attacking her lips on top of her.

They bit at each other's lips, scratched and tugged at hair.

The body heat that Brook was emitting set Connor's skin ablaze. He had never felt someone as warm as Brooklynn. And every touch sent sparks through his body.

He gripped her hip, remembering how the first day he'd gripped her hip with anger. Now he did it with lust and longing.

He longed to feel closer to his mate. And even though he laid on top of her, tongue exploring her mouth, and chest to chest with her, he still didn't feel close enough.

But just as his hands started to trail down to her heat, there was a knock on the door-Actually it was more like pounding on the door.

The both of them shot up, irritated that their intimate moment had been interrupted.

"Hold on!" Connor barked, throwing his shirt back on along with his jeans.

Connor glanced at Brook who was also getting herself dressed. He watched her as she struggled to get her jeans on, eventually grabbing them for her and yanking them up. She let out a giggle, throwing him a smile which made Connor want to take her right there.

Once both of them were clothed, they opened the door to reveal a nurse.

It took her only a brief second to guess what almost went down in this room. Her cheeks turned pink, feeling embarrassed at the moment that she'd interrupted.

"Forgive me, but we've received word that Naomi's in surgery right now. They're having to perform an amputation." The nurse spoke, her voice shaking.

Brooklynn and Connor both shared the same mortified look, before they took off running.

And while the pack became distracted with all of the tragedies that were already going on, Brooklynn's old pack was preparing to move forward with their second attack.