Chapter 10

SYDNEY'S POV I would have loved the rough way with which his lips kneaded mine, and I would have kissed him back with equal fervor if it was someone else. But this wasn’t some stranger or lover of mine. It was Alexander. I struggled between pulling him to me and pushing him away. I wanted to clamp my teeth on his tongue or lips as I did the first time, but I couldn’t bring myself to. This feeling was confusing. I wanted him to stop and go far away from me, but, insanely, I was scared that he would actually stop. It was crazy. But I still struggled, and as I did, my eyes squeezed shut. I tried to speak even with his lips on mine. His tongue, somehow, made its way into my mouth. His body pressed on mine, and I could faintly feel the bulge in his trousers against my thighs. The air grew thick with his scent—the unmistakable sign of an Alpha unleashing his pheromones. We hadn’t even finalized the mate dissolution papers yet. Was he really trying to force a claiming mark on me now? But why