Kiara’s POV The kiss deepened instantly. It wasn't gentle anymore. This time, it was more of a hungry confession, like he was desperately trying to claim me. Darius’s lips moved over mine with a bruising intensity, and his scent, forest, and all the danger I desperately missed, filled my lungs. I felt the slow, steady burn of his hands leaving my face to wrap around my back, pulling me flush against his solid body.I let myself drown for a moment, letting the flood of sensation wash away the fear and the betrayal. But then, the image of him on the stage, the whispers of the new Luna, flashed behind my eyelids, and a gasp of pain, unrelated to my injury, forced me to pull back.I placed my hands on his chest, pushing gently, though my fingers were already curved into the fabric of his shirt. “We can’t do this, Darius,” I whispered, my voice raw and trembling. “We shouldn’t be doing this.”He didn't move an inch. Instead , his eyes, dark and heavy with need, locked onto mine. A fain
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