My Father's Best Friend Is My Mate And My Stalker のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 75

I stood in that beautiful, heartbreaking room a little longer, gazing up at the woman in pink. Her smile was soft. My chest tightened with a confusing mix of awe and jealousy. I did not want to share. I had never been good at sharing the things that mattered most to me. The idea of Mr Evander belonging to someone else, even a memory, made my stomach twist painfully. I wanted him to myself. Completely and selfishly. Only mine.I let out a long and heavy sigh,then forced my feet to move. The hallway felt colder as I walked away from the sanctuary, pulling the door closed behind me. Each step toward the rink echoed with questions I was afraid to ask.By the time I reached the glass doors, my emotions were a tangled mess. I was feeling jealousy, longing, fear and hope. I pushed them down, wiped my expression clean, and stepped inside.Evander was already there, gliding in slow, powerful strokes across the ice. He wore dark jeans and a fitted black thermal shirt that hugged every line of h

DYLEN’S POVI felt her before I saw her.The moment the car door opened outside, a ripple ran through me, through Kaelith, through every guarded corner of my soul. Evelyn. My mate. Her scent drifted on the cold air like a promise I had waited centuries to fulfill.I was in the pool when it happened, finishing laps to burn off the restless energy from last night. But the instant her presence brushed against the bond, I stopped mid-stroke, water streaming down my face. She was here. Though she was late.I climbed out, wrapped a towel around my hips, and let her wander. I could track her heartbeat from anywhere in the house. Slow at first in the foyer, quickening in the library, then racing as she found the hallway. When she hesitated outside the sanctuary door, I held my breath. When she pushed it open, I smiled into the empty steam of the bathroom.I had left it ajar on purpose.I wanted her to see, and I let her wonder. I let her feel the pull before I explained it.That room was hers

For some reason, the warmth of his hand in mine suddenly felt too much. Too intimate and too real. My fingers trembled, and before I could think better of it, I pulled my hand away. The loss of contact hit me like a cold gust, but I needed space. Just a second to breathe. To remember who I was and why I couldn’t let myself fall any deeper until I understood what the portrait in that sanctuary really meant. Until I understood every single thing about this Mr temptation.I took a deep, shaky breath and forced my voice steady. “The song,” I said quickly, latching onto the first safe topic that came to mind. “For the routine. I… I chose one. I think it’s perfect.”Evander tilted his head, waiting. His gray eyes were patient, but I could feel the intensity behind them, like he was reading every flicker of emotion on my face.“Swan Lake,” I told him. “The main theme. Tchaikovsky. It’s dramatic and graceful and… tragic in the best way. I thought it would suit the moves we’ve been working on.