All Chapters of Checking His Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

AllisonIt took forty-five minutes, half a can of hairspray, and another glass of liquid courage to pour myself into the blue satin dress.When I finally stood in front of the full-length mirror in Roman’s guest room, my breath hitched. The fabric hugged every single curve like a second skin, dropping low enough in the back to expose the smooth expanse of my spine. The hemline cut dangerously high on my thighs, making my legs look incredibly long in my new strappy heels.“Allie,” Sarah murmured, leaning against the doorframe. “If Roman doesn’t lose his absolute mind when he sees you, I’m checking him into a hospital.”“He’s my brother’s best friend,” I reminded her, though my voice sounded small. Thicker.“He’s a man with eyes,” Alexa chimed in, adjusting the zipper on her backless black dress. “And right now, those blue-green eyes of yours are looking entirely too delicious.”I stared at my reflection. My long dark hair fell in soft waves past my shoulders, contrasting sharply agains

the words faded into a strange, echoing silence as a violent, agonizing shockwave suddenly ripped through my entire body.It started in my chest—a sharp, burning heat that expanded outward, flooding my veins with liquid fire. My inner wolf, dormant for twenty-one years, threw her head back and let out a deafening, primal howl within my consciousness. She was awake. She was fully alive.And then, the bond snapped.It didn't feel like a beautiful fairy tale. It felt like a physical tether snapping into place, a thick, invisible cord wrapping around my heart and pulling with a violent, agonizing force. A scent flooded my senses—a scent so powerful it made my head spin, drowning out the smell of the club, the alcohol, everything.Cedarwood, sharp winter air, and dark musk.My breath hitched, a wild, ecstatic joy instantly replacing the pain in my chest. My wolf was scratching at the surface, screaming a single word over and over again: MATE. MATE. MATE.It was Roman.The universe hadn't c

Roman sat in the shadows of the vehicle, his chest heaving, his hands resting on his knees. He was staring at me, his black eyes tracking the tears that were finally spilling over my eyelashes, leaving dark tracks down my makeup."Why did you do it?" I whispered, my voice breaking, the anger draining out of me, leaving only the raw, bleeding hollow of the betrayal. "It was midnight, Roman. It was my birthday. The bond... it snapped. You felt it. You knew.""I didn't know it would happen tonight, Al," he said, his voice dropping into a desperate, hollow register. He reached across the seat, his large hand trembling as he tried to touch my knee. "I didn't know you were my mate until the exact second you opened that door.""Don't touch me," I choked out, pulling my legs away from him, wrapping my arms tightly around my chest. "You were kissing her. You were running your hands up her legs. If I hadn't opened that door, you would have taken her right there on the couch. On the night I turn

AllisonThe private elevator ride up to Roman’s penthouse was the longest ninety seconds of my life.The air inside the mirrored car was dead silent, suffocatingly tense, and thick with a scent that was entirely new. The moment Roman found out I was a virgin, the raw, territorial energy of his wolf had shifted. It wasn't just aggressive desire anymore—it was a heavy, intoxicating male possessiveness that seemed to coat the very walls around us.Roman stood behind me, his massive chest flushed against my bare back. He didn’t touch me with his hands, but his future Alpha aura wrapped around me like a physical weight. I could see our reflection in the polished glass: me, flushed and trembling in the short blue satin dress, my dark hair a wild mess; and him, standing towering and rigid, his silver eyes fixed unblinkingly on the reflection of my neck.Right there, my wolf hummed, practically baring her throat in the mirror. That's where his teeth belong.When the elevator doors finally chi