ISOLDE He placed his traveling black bag on the bed, and my eyes traced his long arms, thick and strong from war, hoping to see his bare chest. I closed my eyes mentally to stop the dirty thinking. This wasn't right, Isolde.I cleared my throat,” Erm…Prince Finnian…”“Fin or Finnian,” he corrected, leaning closer to me, his thick arm on the traveling bag, his strawberry scent hitting my face, my heart pounding fast.I nodded slightly in embarrassment trying to get hold of my body , “I wanted to…” “Say it,” I blinked, looking at him with a doe-eyed look.“What?” I whispered as if I didn't know what he meant.“Call me by my name,” his deep voice was low and intimidating.I gulped down, our eyes not leaving each other,” Finnian,” I finally found myself saying after thinking I had lost my voice for a while.He nodded, smiled, satisfied, and moved away from me slowly. I stood up and said at once,” I'm so sorry for what I did yesterday. I thought you were Alpha King Rowan. Forgive me for
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