Chapter 93
Chapter 93
Raizel breathes in sharply, a slight groan rumbling from his chest as my fingers started ying with his
hair. The locks I’ve been dying to twist my fingers in, tangled around my digits. Purposely scraping my
nails on the back of his neck, he gave me a sensuous look. A look full of allurement and challenge.
He tookfort in my yfulness, leaning his head further into my nimble fingers tugging at his
roots.
“There is no game. Selene.”
He stares at me seriously. The fire and torment hidden in those gorgeous perceptible eyes focused
entirely on me. No hint of humor lurking in his demeanor.
“There’s only you and I.”
Taking one of my hands from his neck, he kisses the inside of my palm. His eyes fluttering shut with his
longshes casting shadows over his cheekbones. The smooth skin almost glowing under the bright
lights of the chandelier above us. His lips grazed along my wrist. Kisses upon kisses trailing up as he
mutters the next few words onto my skin like an invisible, tatted promise.
“-but that’s only if you want me.”
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His grey eyes snapped open, lips still attached to my wrist as he began to sway us once more. He was
giving me a choice. Giving me a chance to back out of all this. Or was he? I feel augh pushing from
my stomach. No, that’s not right. The sensual and erotic air around him told me he really wasn’t giving
me a choice.
He just wanted me to admit to it.
He wanted me to admit to the gravitation bringing us together.
The animalistic attraction weaving our fates.
“Aren’t you honest?”
I muse, a small smirk on my face. No matter how much I tried to front, my hands trembled from
excitement. Any second now I felt like my legs would give in. Raizel mirrors my expression, sporting his
own signature smirk as he smoothens his hand over my thigh. I shiver under his warmth. The tease of
his bodynguage spurring my inner minx to take over.
“I just know what I want.”
He retorts shrugging. The slight provocation form his tone sending delightful tingles in my abdomen.
His face softened, eyes staring deeply into mine as he rolls his bottom lip in-between his teeth. He
looks nervous now, the previous show of confidence dissipating in its stead.
“I can’t exin this intense attraction to you. And I won’t deny you of what you want. We don’t have to
go straight to a rtionship. I’ll wait for you. Be it months or years from now. I don’t want to rush you,
but I want your permission. Give me permission to court you. Allow me to show you how how -much I
want this; us. Give me one chance, that’s all I’m asking for. Just say the words… and I’ll be
yours.”
The answer should’ve been a tant ‘no’. After everything that happened in my life, romance was not
part of my to-do list. Maybe in the future but not now. So why couldn’t I say that? I know that now is not
the time to get side tracked, now is not the time to think of fairytale endings, glitter and rainbows. Now
is not the time to get distracted.
So why was I hesitating?
Why was I hesitating for a man I had just gotten to know?
Why couldn’t I move my lips to utter that one syble, two letter word that would inevitably cut Raizel
from my life?
Things would be so much more simpler if I just ended it all now. These abrupt feelings of mine would
surely fade into nothingness after some time. Landon didn’t want me, my parents didn’t want me, but
for some reason Raizel does?
Landon, my destined, was capable of inflicting the utmost pain.
The destined meant to care and love me for eternity.
Would Raizel be any different?
Aplete stranger?
He wasn’t my mate nor was he my friend. If it had been anyone else other than him, their intentions
would surely be clear. Had someone else said these exact words, it woulde across as a lie; a ploy
to get me into bed. Only, it was Raizel who said these things. Raizel who had not been with a woman
(publicly) since his time as Alpha. Raizel who was the most respected, most powerful of us all. Raizel
who usually didn’t eat at the table in the morning. Raizel who never attended the G up until this year.
Raizel who bluntly admitted to feeling attracted to me.
I should let him go.
In fact, he should never be close enough that I have to ‘let go’ of him.
But I didn’t want that. I was afraid of that happening. How could I tell him I didn’t want him when his
eyes held me captive and incapable of lying to his face? How could I ever deny him when my attraction
to him was written on my face? My wolf was attached to him, hell, so was I. These feelings that
shouldn’t be there in the first ce ache for him. Scream at me to take his offer.
It told me to bet on him.
So I did something crazy.