Ronan’s POV The bond between us pulsed, alive and restless. Every second passing the bond tugged harder, the thought of wanting to touch her, pull her close, to claim her. She was in an internal fight with herself, they way she looked at me was a mix of emotions, want, lust, and fear. The bond still hummed under my skin, faint but constant. After a long moment she finally broke the stare, her voice barely above whisper. “I should go inside.” I nodded once, my jaw flexed. “I’ll… walk you to the door.” She hesitated. ‘That’s-“ “That wasn’t a request.” My tone left no room for argument. Stepping out of the car, the cold air touched my cheeks, clearing my thoughts just enough to breath again. This woman had a hold on me that I would never be able to let go. The sound of gravel crunching under our shoes snapped me back to reality. As we reached the door, she stood still staring at the ground, it was like her thoughts were battling inside her mind. She slowly turned to face me, “A
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