Chapter 17
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His intense gaze seems to bore deep into me, and I find it hard to breathe. I want to look away, but I can’t–not when those gray eyes are staring at me with such intensity, as if they’re pulling me in against my will
I can feel something inside me–a pull, an urge, something that beckons me to move closer to him. I try to ignore it, but it’s undeniable. Wait, was that a purr! In my head
What the hell is that really a purr! I can’t tell if it’s my imagination running wild or if I’m really going crazy from everything that’s been happening, but something just purred in my head when Damien moved closer. I didn’t mind voices, but purring was a whole different matier
Or was it my wolf? inwardly shake my head. That’s impossible.
I don’t-
1 freere, my thoughts interrupted as Damien gently grasps my chin, tilting my head to bring my gaze–and my attention–back to him.
He’s now close–too close–just a few inches away, I can feel his hot breath on my skin, his presence overwhelming as he watches me with an intensity that steals the breath from my lungs. My eyes flicker to his lips, and I swallow nervously when I realize that I’m imagining them on me imagining what it would feel like to have them press against mine. The thought makes my pulse quicken, my body betraying me in ways I can’t
control.
No. Focus, Elara. This is just the mate bond messing with your head, making you imagine things. Snap out of it! Take your eyes off those soft, tempting lips.
“My eyes are up here, lade mate, Damien says, his voice low with a teasing edge as I quickly snap my gaze from his lips to his eyes. You keep ignoring me, and strangely enough, I seem to mind that Oris there something in particular distracting you? The corner of his lips curls into a smirk as he leans in closer–so close that our lips are mere inches apart. He knows exactly the effect he’s having on me, and it’s clear he’s enjoying every second of it.
“W–what? Of course not!” I yell louder than I intended to, scrambling to push him away. But the man is like a damn wall–my push barely even makes him badge, despine me using every ounce of strength I have.
“Get away from me!” I hiss, trying again, but this time, he just chuckles, releasing his grip on my chin. Yet, he still doesn’t move an inch. Instead, he watches me with narrowed eyes–like I’m some kind of lab rat he can’t quite figure out
That cold and empty gaze despote his smirk makes me instinctively lean away from him as I feel a shiver run down my spine. But even then, I can feel the hear of him, making it impossible to ignore how close he will is.
“You know,” he starts, his smirk widening, “you’re the first one to try and push me away. Most people just fall at my feel”
I almost roll my eyes at his words, but I keep a blank expression instead, refusing to lean away anymore. I will not react–reacting seems to fuel this particular Alpha’s amusement. Unlike Lucian, who would outright ignore you, this man thrives on pushing buttons.
He watches me for a moment and when he realizes I am no longer trying to scurry away from him, he pouts like a child.
“Tak, you’re boring. Really boring” Damien munera, shaking his head in mock disappointment. He leans away but then plops onto the bed beside me, arms and legs spread out as if he owns the place, closing his eyes like he’s settling in for a nap
I take a deep breath, my gaze lingering on him as the sunlight streaming through the window cast a soft glow on his face. His eyes are closed, but somehow, it feels as though he’s still watching me, aware of every move I make.
From what I’ve observed in just a single day, it’s clear that this man is anything but simple. Despite the charm and the playful smirks, there’s a depth to him–an edge that feels dangerous
I need to avoid him. Whatever this pull is, whatever this bond is trying to make me feel, I can’t let it cloud my judgment. If I let my guard down, everything that happened with Lucian will happen all over again.
I’ve made a vow I won’t let it. Not this time.
So I need to reject him before anything happens.
“Alpha Damien, we need to talk,” I say, doing my best to keep my tone respectful and my nerves steady.
“Mbm,” he hums, a lazy smile spreading across his face as his eyes snap open, locking onto mine. “It seems like you have something on your mind. Bus if you’re about to thank me for saving you from Lucian and giving you a roof over your head, don’t bother. You don’t need to-
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Chapter 17
tilts his head, his gray eyes watching me intently, like a predator
“That is not 16′′ I cut him off, shaking my head. His smile only grows wider, and he tilts h waiting for its prey to stumble.
“Oh. I see,” he teases, resting his chin on his hand. “You’ve fallen for me already, haven’t you? Can’t resist the mate bond?”
I resist the urge to roll my eyes. “Please, reject=”
Before I can finish my sentence, a searing pain explodes in my chest, making me clutch at it with wide eyes, My vision blurs, and I stumble, feeling like the ground is spinning beneath me.
What the fuck is happening?
“Elara!” 1 hear Damien’s voice amidst the pain shooting through me, but I can’t hear his remaining words as a force slams into me.
1 struggle to breathe, to stay conscious, the dizziness intensifying with every passing second.
“1. I said.” I force the words our clutching my chest in agony. “Reject me
Another wave of pain slams into me, sharper and more overwhelming, and everything goes dark before I can finish.
“You can’t reject our mate” a faint voice whispers again, and it is then I realize—I have a wolf. But how is this possible?
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