.Chapter 27-1
Simone
Being claimed by him one more time felt so good. My wolf kept repeating his words in my head.’ Mate. Mate. Mate.’ The mantra was driving me absolutely insane with how right it felt, how perfectly we fit together.
I stayed where I was, his forehead pressed against mine as we both caught our breath. The
intimacy of the moment was almost overwhelming after months of separation. He left soft kisses
across my neck, my face, trailing his lips over my skin with such reverence that I had to bite my lip
to stop another moan from escaping.
My heart was clenching painfully at how attentive and sweet he was being. This was the side of Kane I’d fallen for in the first place: the gentle giant who treated me like I was precious, who
touched me as if I might disappear at any moment.
And the words he’d spoken before we’d gotten carried away? He’d been too convincing. The way he’d looked at me when he said I was the only one he wanted, the desperation in his voice when he talked about searching for me, it all felt genuine in a way that scared me.
I needed some time alone to gather my thoughts before I did anything else stupid. My judgment was clearly compromised when it came to him, and I couldn’t afford to make another mistake.
Once his knot had deflated, I pushed him away gently and fixed my dress, trying to ignore the now very alive bond tugging me toward him. The connection was practically humming with renewed energy, making my skin tingle wherever he’d touched me. Seems my rejection hadn’t stuck at all. If anything, the bond felt stronger than ever.
“Where are you going?” he asked roughly, and when I looked at him, he looked exactly like a lost puppy who’d just been kicked. His hair was messed up from my hands, his shirt still half-unbuttoned, and his expression was open.
“To my room,” I said, not meeting his eyes because I knew if I looked at him too long, I’d probably climb back into his lap and forget all about thinking things through.
“You’re not sleeping with me?” The hope in his voice almost made me want to cry. He sounded like he was barely holding himself together. Same here.
“No, Kane. I told you I needed to think,” I sighed, hating myself because I wanted to stay so badly. But I was scared. Terrified, actually, of making the wrong choice again, only to have my heart shattered when I found out I’d been wrong about him.
“Of course,” he nodded, and I watched his expression shutter as he tried to hide his
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disappointment. “I didn’t mean to entertain you.”
Clawn
The words stung, even though I knew he was just trying to give me the space I’d asked for. I could see him pulling back emotionally, protecting himself from rejection just like I was.
I was feeling awkward and confused and emotionally drained, so I didn’t say anything else as I rushed to the door. I needed to get out of there before I changed my mind and did something I’d
regret.
I closed the door behind me and immediately slumped against it, closing my eyes and trying to steady myself emotionally. The mate bond was pulling at me from the other side of the door, and at times I could actually feel Kane’s emotions bleeding through: hurt, longing, and a desperate kind of hope that made my wolf whine in distress.
“That was one hell of a welcoming, kid,” a voice interrupted the silence to my left, and I jumped a whole foot in the air with surprise.
“What-?!” I shrieked, my mouth opening and closing like a fish as I turned around and saw Finn standing there in the hallway, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. “How long have you been here?!”
He sniffed the air in my general direction and lifted an eyebrow with obvious amusement. “Long enough to be traumatized.” He grimaced with theatrical disgust. “I suggest you take a long, cleansing bath tonight. You reek of him.”
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