I stare at his lips, desperately waiting for him to speak, terrified of the name that might leave his mouth, yet utterly consumed by the need to know. But Aiden doesn’t answer right away. The remaining ambient noise of the dorm room completely fades into the background, leaving nothing but a heavy, suffocatingly thick silence.He just stares at me. His blue eyes narrow just a fraction, tracking the frantic movement of my chest, and I see his sharp jawline clench. He doesn't look uncomfortable, guilty, or apologetic at all—in fact, it’s quite the opposite. Looks like his inner wolf is practically preening, utterly reveling in the raw, unadulterated, possessive jealousy that just bled out of me.My territorial reaction doesn't scare him; it satisfies him completely. He lets the silence simmer, intentionally torturing me with the suspense for a long, agonizing heartbeat, pushing my anxiety to the absolute limit until I'm ready to snap. What the fuck?Then, agonizingly slow, that lazy, de
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