Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 32

It was just on dark by the time I returned to the castle. Kade dropped me at the front gate, and I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. My mate wanted me, and he seemed nice. He told me all about his pack and the packhouse, about duties I would be expected to perform as his Luna. It was nice, though I was still a little wary. I waited for the other shoe to drop. I kept waiting for the rejection, but it never came.

Walking through the gates, I nearly jump out of my skin when Liam moves off the wall beside the iron gates.

“Gannon has been looking for you,” he states, and I swallowed nervously. While with Kade I had completely forgotten about Gannon for those few hours. Guilt swamped me, and my heart beat faster.

“You need to tell him, Abbie,” Liam tells me. I said nothing because I didn’t know what to say. I never thought I would be put in a position where I had to choose

“Are you going to reject Kade or turn Gannon away?” he asks, stepping closer, and for the first time since meeting Liam, I took a step back from him. He didn’t look happy with me, and his entire demeanor was off. He looked like the callous killer I had heard rumors of.

“He’s my mate, Liam,” I answered softly.

“Yes, but you’re a werewolf. You can reject your mates,” he says. My brows furrowed in confusion at his words.

“You want me to reject my mate?” I ask him, knowing doing that would be shunning the moon goddess for the gift she gave me.

he

Liam states, not bothering to stop. “Wait,” I call out to him while chasing after him. He slows but doesn’t stop

annoyed at the accusation in his tone. Liam turned on me instantly, and I backed up at the murderous look he gave me. My back hits the

mate and forget him. Just like she did. Then I will be left to pick up the

the way he had me trapped and cornered. He reaches a hand up, and I flinch, but he only twirls a lock of my hair around his

man isn’t capable of love. I guess you’ll

tone, and I didn’t mean for it to come out the way it did, but

mate, fine. But don’t lead Gannon along. You hurt him as she did?

loved him too, so

hurt Gannon,” I

to be with that twat, Gannon will understand. But if he finds out because he caught you or I had to tell him, it will

slip out, and his claws extend from his fingertips as he grabs my face. His thumb brushes over my cheek, and I swallow, feeling more like prey than

my throat, his claws grazing the back of my neck and making my skin prickle with goosebumps as he leans in so close his stubble

you want

nod before feeling his tongue move across

and me. He is a good man, but i’ll tell you a little secret. I’M NOT,” he growls before pecking my cheek and