My cock practically worked its way out of my pants at the sight of her.
Mate.
Claim.
Fuck.
Possess.
I could barely see more, the need that consumed me narrowing my focus to her. Only her. The need that ached and drove me to step in front of Lord Wyse, blocking his way, blocking the path of one of the most powerful males on the planet.
“Thordis Jax,” he said in way of greeting. “We are about to take the prisoner to Optimus headquarters. Do not concern yourself; we will gain all information from her before we’re through—and pass it along to your father, of course. I have no doubt your family’s name will be cleared quickly. Once she talks.”
Faith stood stoic, eyes on me as he spoke of the vile, unspeakable things they might do to her once they
took her to their headquarters. Only the most violent criminals were interrogated there. It was a prison, nothing less. If they took her there and locked her up, it would become much more difficult to secure her freedom, and I’d have to fight this arrogant asshole every step of the way.
“That will not be necessary,” I said.
“You don’t want your family’s honor back? She has not told us anything,” Lord Wyse said. “She was combative. Violent. She might look meek and mild, but she is a threat to society. To your family.”
That was obvious based on the way I’d been treated at just approaching the fucking front desk.
I took a moment to look at the two officers who had their hands on her shoulders. One had blood stains on his face, his nose swollen. The other didn’t look injured, but neither looked happy. In fact, they looked furious.
She’d attacked two more officers? I stifled a smile, for Lord Wyse was correct. She wasn’t meek at all. No, my mate had a fire in her that I ached to see expressed in other ways. She would be full of passion and I longed to awaken it. To see it. Hear it. Feel it.
“The Jax family will not be pressing charges. Release her at once.”
Faith’s mouth opened in surprise, but she remained silent. Once I had her beneath me, she’d talk. I wanted her to tell me every secret, but I had no problem starting that particular conversation with her saying more and harder and yes.
“Excuse me?” Lord Wyse asked, as if he hadn’t heard me.
“We are not pressing charges; therefore, you can remove the handcuffs and set her free.”
“Your mother will not agree. Your family name has been—”
He spoke to me as if I were a child, and it only made me more eager to get her the fuck away from him. “I am well aware of the perception of my family.” I glared at the officer who’d snubbed me. “My mother is not here. I am. I represent the Jax name. I am not pressing charges,” I repeated. “Set her free.”
“She attacked two officers,” he countered.
“Did they touch her?” I asked, ready to punch them myself.
Lord Wyse lifted his chin. “They helped her from her chair.”
I narrowed my eyes. “No one touches my mate.”
“Your mate?” Lord Wyse’s eyes widened, then lowered to take in my cock. Yes, it was completely hard and obvious. Proof I was not lying.
“I will not be denied her. You have a choice, Lord Wyse. My mate is set free or I will be the next person to attack your officers for denying me what is rightfully mine. Set. Her. Free.”
The officers must have noticed something in me—more than my huge cock—and took a step back from Faith, their hands falling from her shoulders. It had never happened to me before now, but everyone knew a newly awakened Aleran male should not be denied his mate in any way or all fucking hell would break loose.
“I assure you, Faith will not be out of my sight, or out of my bed, for at least a week.”
He had no choice. Even the law was on my side in this. Without a Jax representative pressing charges, Faith was just a snooping maid. As for resisting arrest, I could easily argue to a judge that she did not wish to be parted from me, her awakened mate. My cock was as irresistible to her as her pussy was to me.
Lord Wyse’s face turned a mottled red and veins stood out on his temples. He wasn’t happy uttering the words, “Release her.”