Submission is Not My Style novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16 

The moment my fingers curl around the handle, I hesitate, my heart hammering against my ribs. Taking a deep breath, I push the door open. 

I gasp, my eyes widening at the sheer size of the mating room–it’s far larger than I expected. Massive, more extravagant than anything I’ve ever seen. Grand chandeliers cast a golden glow over the space, while deep mahogany walls give it a dark, intimate feel. For a brief moment, the fear that had gripped me—the haunting memories of Luna Diana’s warriors dragging me, stripping me bare to force me into mating with Travis–disappears. 

I should feel terrified. 

But I don’t, and something else stirs inside me. A strange, unfamiliar warmth. 

My gaze drifts to the enormous bed. God, the bed -it’s something out of a sinful dream. The frame is sturdy, built to withstand anything, and the deep crimson silk sheets look almost too inviting. My breath catches as an entirely inappropriate thought creeps into my mind–Jack lifting me roughly, throwing me onto the mattress, his strong hands gripping my hips as he towers over me. His mouth trailing fire down my neck before capturing my lips, his voice husky as he claims me, making me his. 

My thighs clench at the sheer audacity of the thought, heat pooling low in my stomach. 

What the hell is wrong with me? 

The sudden creak of the door snapping open makes me jolt back to reality. My eyes widen in panic as I spin around, slapping a hand over my mouth. Two women enter, their heads bowed in submission. 

Shit. 

Did they see my reaction? Do they know what I was just thinking about? 

I curse myself inwardly. How could I, even for a second, entertain such a thought about Jack? He’s a monster, a killer without remorse. He even said he would break me. Shame burns hot in my cheeks. 

It has to be the mate bond that was making me feel this stupid. The brief physical touch when he held my wrist must have triggered this madness inside me. But then again, with or without the mate bond… have you seen Jack? The bastard is unfairly gorgeous–a walking sin, temptation wrapped in muscle and arrogance. 

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