Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45092 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
She felt herself sliding into a deeper submission. It was all twisted up with her clothes, the highchair, the memory of the diaper, the bottle, the pacifier, and now the braids.
Did all the women who were mated to Alpha Protectors submit this deeply to their mates? She had to assume so. If they didn’t, she was going to be totally mortified when she met them.
As Daddy walked toward the stove, she glanced back down at herself. Maybe she did look pretty. She certainly wasn’t used to wearing anything this revealing, but if this was what everyone in her new world would be wearing, she would feel strange if she were dressed differently.
Chapter Fourteen
Just as Daddy sat down with a heaping plate of food that made Suzette’s tummy grumble, she scented guests approaching. She jerked her head up and inhaled deeply. Her senses were heightened now that she’d shifted.
She turned her attention to Brock. “Daddy, people are coming. Let me down.”
He frowned at her. “You haven’t eaten yet, Little doll. They will understand that I need to feed you while we talk.”
Her eyes bugged out. “Feed me?” She jerked on her wrists. “I can feed myself. Please, Daddy.” A tightness formed in her chest, and she felt panic coming on as there was a knock at the door.
Brock stood, kissed her forehead, and left her there while he went to open the door. Now she understood why he’d pulled her dress down. Small favors.
She was so embarrassed that her face flamed as several people stepped into the house. Men. Alpha Protectors. Huge men. Five of them. All of them were bigger than any man she’d ever met in the valley. Her Daddy wasn’t the only large man among his people.
After they shut the door and finished greeting Brock, they turned toward her.
Suzette wished she could fall through a hole in the Earth and disappear. Her embarrassment was so deep she thought she might hyperventilate.
“Suzette,” Brock began as he approached and everyone followed, “I’d like you to meet my family and Arion’s.” He pointed at each man in turn. “This is my father, Owen, one of my brothers, Elias, Arion’s father, Talon, one of his brothers, Damon, oh and…” he slapped a palm on his forehead, “…I’m sorry. You don’t even know Arion. This is Arion, my best friend. He’s Jezebel’s mate.”
Suzette gasped and almost forgot her predicament as she heard her friend’s name. “Jez? Where is she? Can I see her?”
Daddy set his palm on her head and stroked it down her hair. “Soon, Little doll. It wasn’t safe for her to come here today, but I’ll take you to her as soon as it’s safe.”
The man he’d called Arion smiled warmly at her. “She’s looking forward to seeing you, too. She’s been nagging me for weeks to reveal who your mate was, but I never did. Not until yesterday.”
“Oh.” Suzette’s eyes widened. “She must have been so scared when I got abducted.”
Arion pulled out a chair next to the one Brock had occupied. “She would have been, but I didn’t tell her until after you were rescued.” He winced. “I’m not sure she’s done being mad at me for that either.”
Suzette jerked her gaze to Brock and stared at him. Surely he would understand what she was trying to convey—namely that obviously Jezebel had a right to her feelings and opinions about seeing her friend, too.
Arion chuckled. “I know that look, Little girl. You and Jez are very close. She narrows that same look on me often, about ten seconds before I spank her naughty bottom.”
Suzette gasped. Arion spanks Jez? Apparently her Daddy hadn’t exaggerated that part. It was obviously customary, especially since no other man in the room appeared to be horrified. They were all smiling indulgently.
She felt like she’d slipped into another dimension.
Brock’s father, Owen, took the seat next to her. “It’s so good to meet you, Little one. I’m sorry we didn’t meet properly yesterday at the ceremony, but you’re here now, and we’re all so glad you’re safe. My mate was frantic. You’ll meet her soon. Her name is Iliana. She sends warm wishes, but it wasn’t safe for her to visit today either.”
Talon, Arion’s father, took the seat on the other side of Owen. He pointed at the plate of food. “Please, Brock, feed your Little mate. We didn’t mean to interrupt breakfast.”
No one seemed to find this situation the least bit odd. They didn’t blink an eye at the fact that she was underdressed and restrained in a highchair. Even the two brothers, who took seats farther down the table, said nothing about her predicament.
Brock returned to his seat, picked up his fork, and gathered a bite of eggs on it. “Please catch me up on the latest.” He lifted the fork to her mouth.