.Chapter 14-2
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Finally, I found my voice again. “For a long time, I’ve felt as if I was only surviving. Living as punishment from the Goddess. I’ve wished for death countless times, searched for it in every crevice of this forest. But it’s been elusive. Rejected me every time I thought I’d found it. But now…” I whispered, my thumb still tracing across her lower lip. “Simone, you’ve given me the will to live.”
The truth of those words hit me in the chest. For the first time, I wanted to see tomorrow. I wanted to feel sunshine on my skin and taste food and maybe even laugh again. I wanted to live, not just exist in a fog of guilt and self-hatred.
And it was all because of her.
She was my little miracle. My salvation wrapped in honey-colored hair and green eyes that saw past the monster I’d believed myself to be. There was no reason to hold back anymore. I was done fighting whatever I was feeling.
I let my lycan rise within me, closer to the surface than I’d allowed him in years while I was still in my human skin. My eyes yet again began to glow red as I moved forward slowly, my face hovering just over hers.
She looked up at me with those big, wide eyes, and I felt I could drown in them happily. I never wanted to return to earth if I could live forever in her gaze.
“You know,” I said, my voice dropping to a husky murmur, “I’m starting to think you enjoy playing
with fire, little wolf.”
“M-Maybe I do,” she replied, a hint of nervous challenge in her voice that made my blood sing. ” What are you going to do about it, King Kane?”
The sass in her tone made my c**k throb. This woman was fearless, sitting here flirting with a man who’d been living wild for almost most of her life. Most people would be terrified of me, the exiled king, the cursed beast. But she was looking at me with desire and mischief, as if I was just a man
she found attractive.
“Dangerous question,” I warned, though I was smiling for the first time in longer than I could remember. The expression felt foreign on my face, muscles that had forgotten how to move properly.
“I’m not afraid of you, Kane.” Her eyes twinkle with mischief.
“You should be.” I leaned closer, until I could feel her breath on my lips. “I’ve been alone for so long,
I’ve forgotten how to be gentle.”
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“Who says I want gentle?” The words came out breathless, and I could see the pulse jumping in her
throat.
Fuck. My lycan was practically purring with satisfaction. She wasn’t running from us. She wasn’t disgusted or terrified. She wanted us, could smell it on her, could see it in the way her pupils had
dilated and her breathing had quickened.
I reached out slowly, giving her time to pull away if she wanted to, and gently grasped her wrist.
“You’re so warm,” I murmured, marveling at the simple sensation of feeling another person’s heartbeat. “I’d forgotten what that felt like.”
She turned her hand in my grip, palm up, and intertwined our fingers. The gesture was so intimate
that it nearly brought me to my knees.
“Tell me about it,” she said softly. “What was it like, being alone for so long?”
I considered lying, giving her some sanitized version that wouldn’t reveal just how broken I’d become. But she’d already seen me at my worst, had saved my life and broken my curse. She
deserved honesty.
“Empty,” I said finally. “Like living in a void where nothing mattered because I couldn’t touch it anyway. I stopped feeling things after a while. Stopped caring about anything except making sure I didn’t hurt anyone else.”
I took her hand and slowly dragged it down to my chest, resting it over my heart. The organ was beating so fast I was surprised it didn’t burst out of my ribs.
“Tell me, love,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper. “Do you… feel this too?”
I needed to know if this overwhelming attraction was one-sided. If the way my entire world had shifted the moment I saw her was just my imagination running wild after years of isolation.
Her eyes searched mine, and I could see her weighing her words. There was desire there, but also caution. She was being smart, not rushing into anything with a man she barely knew.
“What if I said yes?” she teased, but I could see the truth in her eyes, the way her hand pressed more firmly against my chest.
“I’d kiss you senseless,” I whispered, my free hand coming up to cup her face. “And then I’d bury my c**k so deep inside your cunt you’d never be able to get rid of the phantom feeling of me-making you mine in every single way possible.”
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