Selene's P.O.VI instinctively tried to pull away, but he had already grasped my hand, his grip firm.When we stepped onto the dance floor, I felt dozens of eyes on us at once.I suddenly realized I was still at the banquet and forced myself to calm down.I wanted to dance well, but it had been so long since I last danced that my movements were stiff and awkward. At first, I could barely keep up. But during a spin, I almost tripped. My balance faltered, and I stumbled right into his arms."Damn it," I muttered, frustrated."Don't worry, just follow my lead."Blake's low voice rumbled over me, and the hand at my waist tightened slightly, guiding me with an assertive, commanding strength. He stabilized my balance effortlessly.His lead was strong and precise, each step deliberate. I barely had to think, my body moving effortlessly with his guidance.The sensation of being completely controlled was strange, almost unsettling, yet strangely effective. My stiff, awkward movements b
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