She's not escaping

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Chapter Six “She’s not escaping” Knox POV “HOW THE f**k DID SHE EVEN ESCAPE? WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE BOOKED A FLIGHT TO LONDON?!” Josh bows his head to me in submission. “I don’t know, Alpha. She must be more trained than we thought. She booked the flight about two hours ago. It leaves tomorrow at noon.” I bring my hands up to massage my temples and start pacing around my office. “Give me her flight and stay information. What seat she booked. What hotel she’ll be staying in. Her itinerary. Everything. I need it in one hour.” “As you wish, Alpha.” Exactly one hour later Josh approaches me. I smile at myself when I see that she’s booked first class, and staying at the Ritz. My mate has good taste. “Book me a seat for the row in front of her, and the one beside her. Then book me the suite next to hers at the Ritz.” “You got it, boss.” By 6AM I’m packed, and ready to go. By 10AM I leave for the airport. I make my way through security, looking around to find Juniper. It’s only when I get to my gate that I see her at a coffeeshop. She has two textbooks on her table and a laptop in front of her. She’s typing away vehemently, likely doing the assignments that she’ll miss the next ten days she’s in London. I make sure to stay out of sight. If she sees me, she won’t board the plane, and she’ll likely escape again. I thank heavens that my father has connections at the Ritz, otherwise I would never have managed to get a room next to her. I was able to make sure that the staff were told to ignore any noise complaints in my room. Although I have no problem tying down my mate to make her stay put, I would never go as far as to gag her.    Unless she asks me too when I f**k her brains out. God, the plans I have for that girl are endless. I packed plenty of efficient supplies to have her scream my name over, and over, and over again. I keep an eye on her as I open my own laptop and start doing my own homework. In no time, first class is called to come on. I watch her get on, wait a few minutes, and then get on myself- sitting two rows in front of her. I’ll take the seat beside her once the plane is safely in the air. As soon as I get seated, I hear her getting hit on by a man across the aisle from her. She responds to the friendly chatter, but doesn’t lead him on. Still, I want to tear his head off. She is mine, and only mine. I don’t share what’s mine. About 30 minutes later the plane reaches cruising altitude. I peek over to see that my mate has fallen asleep against the window. Even in her sleep she’s the sexiest woman alive. I quietly make my way to the seat next to her, making sure not to wake her up. I can’t wait to see the look on her face when she sees me. 
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