Suspicions

TYRION

Aria was sleeping soundly in my arms. Her breath and the touch of her delicate fingers on my burning skin constantly teased my nerves. I did not doubt that she was made for me, just like I didn't have any doubts that my feelings for her wouldn't change if she became weak and fragile. Yet, I could understand why she hated to lose the strength that helped her save herself and many innocents. Now I had to prove that if she lost the ability to protect her people, then I would protect them.

I moved my mate's head onto the pillow and reluctantly lifted myself from the bed. I missed her touch already, and I could tell she felt the same since she frowned in her sleep. I chuckled and covered her with sheets, but then leaned down and kissed her sweet lips, just to steal another second of closeness.

"You're leaving," she murmured sleepily when I was getting dressed.

I turned around to watch her stretching on the bed. The sole sight of her body arching and her head tilted back made me hard