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Chapter 22: The Almost

Author: Luna
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The moment his eyes landed on me dark, unreadable, burning with something I couldn't name. I should have turned around and fled. Forgotten the sheets. Slept on the bare mattress. Anything but this but my feet were rooted to the floor.

He just stood there, shirt still tangled around his arms, watching me like I was the one who'd done something wrong.

Which….technically, I had.

"The sheets," I managed, voice coming out embarrassingly breathless. "I just……,I left them here earlier. When I made your bed." He tilted his head.

"You made my bed." It wasn't a question.

"I….yes. The servants were busy and you'd just come back from the fight and” I was rambling. Stop rambling. "It doesn't matter. I'll just grab them and go."

I moved toward the bed, refusing to look at him, refusing to acknowledge the heat crawling up my neck. The sheets were folded neatly at the foot of his bed of course they were, because I'd folded them myself and I grabbed them, clutching them to my chest like a shield.

When I turned, he was closer. He reached out, and before I could flinch away, his fingers caught my chin. Tilting my face up. Forcing me to meet his eyes. I hated how much I felt it.

"You barged into my chambers," he said, thumb brushing along my jaw. "You saw me undressed. And now you're running."

"I'm not running."

"You're always running." His grip tightened to remind me he was stronger. That he could hold me here if he wanted.

"I'm not your enemy, Winora."

"Then what are you?" The question hung between us as his eyes dropped to my mouth. I stopped breathing.

He was going to kiss me. I could feel it the shift in the air, the way his body leaned into mine, the heat rolling off him in waves. My heart slammed against my ribs. My hands tightened on the sheets.

His thumb traced my lower lip. I made a sound that sounded a lot like surrender.

He released me as Stepped back His expression shuttered, cold and unreadable like someone had flipped a switch. He grabbed a shirt from the chair beside him when had he grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist with deliberate, unhurried movements.

"Take your sheets," he said flatly. "And leave." I blinked.

"What?" You heard me." The warmth was gone. The almost kiss was gone. In its place was the Alpha distant, commanding, untouchable.

"Get out, Winora." I didn't move.

"Now." I stumbled backward, sheets clutched to my chest, and fled.

~~~~~~~

The door slammed behind me. I leaned against the wall, chest heaving, skin burning.

What the hell was that?

He'd almost kissed me. I know he almost kissed me and then he'd just... stooped..

What am I doing? I pressed my hand to my chest, willing my heart to slow.

What is he doing to me? And the worst part wasn't the rejection. It was the fact that I wanted more.

I wanted him to finish what he started. I wanted to feel his mouth on mine, his hands in my hair, his body pressed against me until I forgot my own name.

Stop it.

I’m

I pushed off the wall, practically running to my room, sheets trailing behind me like a bridal train I had no right to wear.

I threw myself onto my bed stared at the ceiling. His thumb had been there. His skin. His heat.

Was Fenrir really turning me on? I squeezed my eyes shut.

Dear goddess, yes and I had no idea what to do about it.

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