His Arrogant Human Mate novel Chapter 65

"Even though I am more trouble than I'm worth?" I asked.

Dominic shook his head, a slight frown on his face. "That isn't true at all. Where did that come from?"

I gave him a small, sad smile. "Look at all the drama I have caused since being here. Everything with Andrew and Alf, this and now the Beta and Nina-"

He sat up straight, hands clasping my hips securely. "What? What about Jeff and Nina?"

Oh damn. My cheeks heated up as I struggled to think up a quick lie. But I couldn't. "I... We can't talk about it now. Now isn't a good time, but tonight. Once we decide what to do with Scott and we cool off from that, I promise to explain it to you."

Dominic examined my face intensely, searching for any sign of me lying or being insincere. Then he gave a single nod. "Alright. But neither of them hurt you, did they?"

"No, no. Of course not. Nothing like that. Just their plans for the future."

His hands relaxed and then he slipped them down to my thighs before leaning in to press our lips together softly. "I will wait then. Let's go make this pretty boy cry."

"I don't think castration is going to do anything," I told Dominic, who looked at me like I just killed his dreams.

"But-"

Scott breathed out a sigh of relief, to which I shot him a glare. "You aren't out of the woods yet. I want you out of the pack so I don't have to look at your face again, and neither do the other girls here you've hurt. But before I leave, you are going to write down a list of every girl you have taken advantage of and then I want your file to be marked down as a possibly dangerous man. No exilement, just from this pack. You can join others, but not before we know that they know what suspicious activities have gone on with you here," I explained.

Dominic huffed. "Come on. Can't we just do a partial castration?"

"No."

Scott crossed his arms. "You're just letting me leave? She's soft, man, you can't have women making decisions like this for a pack," he scoffed.

Dominic nodded in agreement, turning on his television and flicking to Netflix. "Parks and Recreation?" he offered.

At least there were a few things we could agree on.

I fell asleep first, but was awakened when Dominic shut the TV off and removed the plates from the bed. Slightly miffed at having been woken up, I rolled so my back was to him. Dominic made a light chuckle, a warm sound that sounded endearing and made my stomach flutter a little, and shifted into the blankets behind me.

When his arms circled around my waist, I decided that I didn't want to fight his cozy embrace tonight. All I wanted was for life to slow down and start making sense again. And being snuggled up against Dominic's heated, bare chest, his lips pressing into my hair and temple repeatedly, I felt for a moment... it was possible.

Until the next morning.

Instead of waking up to either Dominic moving or the sun lighting up the room, I woke to a familiar, deep pain in my lower stomach. It took me a second to realize what it meant, as the sleepy fog lingered in my mind. At first, I thought "it couldn't be, it isn't that time," but as I did the math, I realized that it was indeed that time. Peeling my eyes open, I glanced back at Dominic.