.Chapter 30-1
Kane
This was…pure torture.
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Having Simone this close, breathing in her scent every second of the day, watching her move with that unconscious grace that drove my lycan absolutely insane, and not being able to touch her was slowly killing me. Every morning I woke up harder than steel, my body aching for her in ways that made me question my sanity.
The dreams weren’t helping either. Every night, my subconscious conjured vivid fantasies of what I wanted to do to her. How I wanted to claim her properly, mark every inch of her skin, make her
scream my name until her voice gave out. I’d wake up reaching for her, only to find empty space
beside me and the crushing reminder that she was trying to keep her distance.
I’d been doing research in my spare time, reading everything I could find about wolves and their
mating traditions. Lycans rarely experienced true mate bonds, maybe one in a thousand, if that. It
explained why it had taken me so long to understand what I was feeling for Simone. The intensity,
the possessiveness, the absolute certainty that she belonged to me and me alone.
She’d rejected the bond once, but it was still there. Growing stronger every day, actually. I could feel it humming between us whenever we were close, and I cherished every pulse of connection.
She might be fighting it with her rational mind, but her wolf recognized me. Her body responded to
mine despite her best efforts to ignore it.
Tonight was no different. We’d set up camp near the border, and everyone was settling in for what would probably be our last peaceful night for a while. Tomorrow we’d enter Aerith territory, and I’d have to pretend Simone was my prisoner instead of the woman I was completely obsessed with
and in love with.
She was sitting by the fire, staring into the flames while she picked at her dinner. Her hair caught the light, and I had to physically restrain myself from going over there and running my fingers through it.
“You’re staring again,” Dash muttered from beside me.
“Mind your own business,” I replied without taking my eyes off her.
“She is my business, oh my fucking goddess. How many times do I have to say that? That’s my sister you’re glaring at.”
I finally turned to look at him, letting my lycan rise close enough to the surface that my eyes flashed red. “Watch your mouth. I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not glaring at anyone.”
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“Right. And I’m the Queen of England.”
Before I could respond, Simone stood up and stretched. “I’m going to the ‘bathroom’ and then get
some sleep. Big day tomorrow.”
She walked past me toward her sleeping area, and I caught her scent. Vanilla and orchid, with an
undertone of arousal that she was trying to hide. My c**k hardened instantly, and I bit back a
groan.
“Good night, Simone,” I said quietly as she passed, giving Dash a pointed look to say, ‘See? Not
glaring.’
She stumbled slightly at my words, her cheeks flushing pink in the firelight. “Good night, Kane.”
She disappeared in between two trees, and I waited exactly five minutes before following her, making sure Dash was distracted before doing my move.
She was walking through some bushes, her steps quick as she reached a huge tree. The rest of the camp was settling down for the night, voices growing quieter as people prepared for sleep, so no
one was here.
I moved closer, close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from her skin. “You know, I’ve been thinking about wolves and their sleeping arrangements. Pack animals tend to sleep close together for warmth and protection.”
“We have sleeping bags for warmth.” She said, not at all surprised to see me there.
“And what about protection?”
She finally looked at me, and I could see the war in her eyes. Want battling with logic, need fighting against self-preservation.
“I can protect myself.”
“I know you can. But that doesn’t mean you should have to. If we slept together…” I grinned mischievously, “I’d be your knight in shiny armor.”
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