The Alpha King's Human Mate by HC Dolores

Chapter 40

Chapter 40

“Hunting is not a sport. In a sport, both sides should know they’re in the game.” (°

Paul Rodriguez Now I was the one fidgeting in my seat.

My heart was pounding a million miles per minute and I whipped my head around the theater.

Where is he? Tcan feel him. God, why can I actually feel his presence?

A part of me wanted to brush it off as paranoia, but deep down, I knew it was more than just anxiety. The mate bond. I

could feel it. Thrumming beneath the surface, like my entire body was yearning for him.

As my eyes swept around the dark room, I couldn’t find him anywhere. The crowded theater was full of laughing families

and cuddled-up couples but there was no Alpha King in sight. “Hey, you okay?” Aiden suddenly whispered next to me. Given that I’d suddenly taken to squirming around like a mad woman, I couldn’t be surprised that he was concerned.

Oh, God. Aiden.

If Griffin is really here, he’ll kill him.

Immediately, my mind flashed to a certain decapitated head. If he was willing to behead his father, I couldn’t imagine

what he’d do to someone like Aiden.

Someone who currently looks like he’s on a date with me.

Tneed to get out of here — and alone. If Griffin is here and going to make his presence known, Aiden can’t be around for

it.

so hot anymore,” I told him, clutching my head, “I really feel a migraine coming on, I get

should get home before it gets

up

he said, “You shouldn’t walk home alone. I’ll go with you.” “No!” I said it

nearby turned to look at us. More quietly,

movie. I won’t walk, ’ll

of course. If Griffin really was here and waiting in the shadows,

head and freaking out over nothing, the fresh air

some good.

Even in the dark, his concerned blue

“I’’m sorry our night had to be cut short. Had I known I was getting a migraine, I would’ve

come.”

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“You’re sure?” he asked.

“I’ll be fine, I promise,”

we’ll have to do a raincheck

assuming Griffin doesn’t drag me back to Canada.)

breath, I strode out of the theater, my eyes searching every dark crevice for an indicator of Griffin. But there was none.

can I still

took a minute to adjust to the harsh fluorescent lighting

counter and the popcorn littered on the floor,

hands into the pockets of my cardigan and made my way to the exit.

after me but I was too nervous and amped

brisk as it had been an

a two-lane road lay between me and

It didn’t look out of place with Yorba

in them. Was he there now? Gleaming eyes and sharp teeth,