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he whispered, offering her his wrist. She swallowed hard in uncertainty. What if he was only doing this out of guilt? What if he felt obligated to do so because of his bond with Caleb? He was her weakness. It almost made her forget he was the one that shut the door and turned her away. He had made his sentiments known and the heartbreak of it surged within her. “I-I can’t.” She shook her head, attempting to pull away. “What good is it to turn me when you won’t stay afterward?”

He was experiencing emotions he could not put into words. That man was not with her anymore?

Even if she closed her eyes, she couldn't ignore his presence, which made her shiver. It was really annoying. How exactly could she make him completely disappear from her heart?

Why he couldn’t push her away immediately after she touched him or even gave him a full hug… why he let her come near him was something he can’t just understand yet. Maybe he still feels something for her… or not. Maybe he is just hung on why she did those things she did and wanted an explanation as to why she did those so that he could give peace to his mind. She wasn’t supposed to affect him like she always did when they were together… its had been years and with all the things she did all those years, it was enough to put someone off from them but in his case, he felt some little feelings he thought he had disposed of a long time ago.

She couldn't understand why he had such a hold on her, why she couldn't resist him. As she scrubbed her body, she felt a sense of numbness wash over her. She had always prided herself on her strength, but now she felt weak and powerless. She couldn't stop the tears from falling, couldn't stop the emotions that overwhelmed her. She was lost and didn't know how to find her way back.

She couldn't comprehend whether all of this was an illusion because everything happened in a thousandth of a second. She stood up breaking his hold by pressing both palms on his chest. She was not among the closest friends of Alpha Conard. With this thought, pain arose in her heart. She pushed him hard and left the room, without looking at him. When he looked at his hands, he felt like he had lost something precious to him. The smell of her, the touch of her, and the essence of her made him addicted to her.

He managed to pull her hands away from his shirt, but as she pulled back to go again, she caught his wrist. “Stay.” After those words she fell back into her slumber, her hands releasing his. He wanted to walk away and just leave to catch some air or something but his feet wouldn't move. How could he leave her? She was too vulnerable and raw at this moment. And for reasons he couldn’t quite explain, he didn’t want to be the one to let go first. He shook his head, he didn't care. They were only faking things so why was he feeling something rise up in his chest for her? Why was he feeling bad? He can't remember the last time he felt something for anyone.

She just wanted to get closer to him and wanted more. There was nothing else in her head, and she felt at a loss as to what to do, not knowing how to react, but clinging to him and gradually increasing her strength to hold him. Everything was so real at this moment that it couldn't be ignored. Jacob held her back and pressed her in his own direction, trying to shove her into his body. Then Ashley suddenly felt something hard and hot under her body. She sniffed, her mind was still at a loss, and she looked down unconsciously.

He said and we shook hands again. " You hurt her though." He said referring to Attracta. " But how? We aren't an item or anything at all." " You're still something to her though for her to be this hurt." He shrugged. " And no matter how much you hide your feelings or drown them with whiskey. You feel something for her and it's quite obvious." He said before pushing his chair back and retreating to his room not sparing me a chance to reply. Maybe. Maybe not. I took my whiskey up and I stopped at her door, I could hear her sniffling and I knew I was the face she'd least want to see right now.

She didn’t want to do anything with him anymore – for she knew he didn’t give a damn when he saw she still cared for him. She could feel her trembling knees – his effect on her strengthened as the years went by. No matter how much she tried to stop – she couldn’t. She just couldn’t do it. Even with a bruised cheek, he still was the most handsome man she had laid her eyes on. She tried to tear her gaze on him and tried to ignore her apprehension towards him. She didn’t want him to see the longingness and grief in her eyes – more on the love that rooted inside her for this man.