Unpredictable bonds

The man reached his home after quite the ride, and he had to take another shower to hide Samantha's scent.

Not that it would have brought him trouble. His Alpha knew what he was doing, and the others didn't have the balls to say anything.

Just, he didn't want to divert their attention on his mate. It was too soon, and he hadn't yet secured her place in the pack.

He took out her underwear from his jacket's pocket. He knew she wouldn't have checked there even if she dared to touch his bag.

He placed them next to her other pair, and he smiled at that contrast. Somehow, the white panties were still his favourites. She didn't get ready to meet with him, that time. It was all her natural, genuine self.

He chuckled at her clumsy attempt at getting them back, and at how she forgot all about it as soon as he touched her. Even just falling on his knees was enough, which confirmed his suspicion she wasn't a Beta.