“Tell me you don’t feel the unexplainable attraction I feel for you. Tell me your heart doesn’t race when you’re…” He pulled me by the waist. …this close to me.”
At this proximity, I could hear his heartbeat, and he could hear mine. They were synchronized, knocking at the same time. An explosion of heat covered me when our chests touched.
Damien was right. He could have any woman, but he chose me. Because he couldn’t help it. And damn me, I knew it was the truth. I felt it too. I’d dreamt about him before we met. Fantasized about getting this close to him.
“Freda…” He breathed my name, staring down at my lips.
“Damien…” I did the same. My throat had dried, and my eyes blinked restlessly.
His breath smelled like mint and amber. I could sense how close his lips were to mine. He was my mate–I couldn’t resist him much longer. Even when he locked me up like a prisoner, the attraction was undeniable.
His lips touched mine for a moment before he hungrily ravished them. I gave in too quickly, unable to stop myself.
His large palm held my face, and he stopped the kiss. “Next time Elara comes here, you listen to her with enthusiasm.” He patted my cheek and walked into the bathroom.
I stood with my lips parted, missing the moment that had just happened.
It struck me then. I wasn’t going anywhere. I wasn’t getting the freedom I’d always wanted. I might get love from Damien, but he would only
let me love him according to his will.
I walked back to my bed, lay down, and wrapped my arms around my legs. This wasn’t a gift, Moon Goddess. I needed to leave.
It was time I started planning my escape. How would I leave this castle? If Damien discovered my plan, all hell would break loose. I needed to
be careful.
He might kiss me tonight and slay me with his sword tomorrow. If I was going to leave, I needed to plan slowly and strategically so he wouldn’t
grow suspicious.
Where would I go? Certainly not home, where they’d ask about my father and want to wage war against the vampires. Damien would catch me
faster that way.
I thought of Father. How long would Damien keep him in prison? Why wasn’t his pack after Damien by now? Was no one looking for us?
I needed a new life, a new home, a new family. I wished to forget my wolf heritage and my vampire connection.
Besides home, I had nowhere else. Was this escape worth it? How far would I go to stay away from Damien?
Damien appeared from the bathroom shortly after, wearing only shorts. He dried his hair and came to lie on the bed beside me. Silence settled between us for a long time.
My tears soaked my pillow gradually. I tried to be as quiet as possible. Was asking for a normal life too much? Why did things need to be this complicated?
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vows, teda. It will all make worse in the end is voice broke through the silence. Til warn Flars to take it easy
usat oching to say No choice whatsoever
mth embraced in hon amen huggest are from behind. Like a shepherd watching over his sheep, I felt affection. He pulled me
Thoke my hem de stat softly close to my ear, his lips grazing the tip.
the man who appeared like mist in my dreams. His affection had hung around those dreams, and it seemed the same
vanish for a moment, and soon I slept like a baby with his lips brushing my neck continuously.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
