Rejecting the Alpha Twins

Chapter 147

Chapter 147

Fiona POV

I’m prepared to go to bed alone, my mood still black as I prepare for bed. The sound of a knock on the door surprises me. I reluctantly open the door, narrowing my eyes as I take in the scene of my mate, holding a small bouquet of flowers and an apologetic expression on his face. I refuse to let him off the hook, stepping back and folding my arms across my chest. He sighs and enters, holding the flowers out to me. I slowly reach out and take them with both hands, cradling them against my chest.

It’s the first time that any man has ever given me flowers that aren’t from my father. I inhale the sweet aroma of the purple roses, enjoying the delicate fragrance and perfume. Despite my anger, my lip begins to curl into a small smile. I appreciate the small gesture. It shows that despite what he had said earlier, that he still cared about me.

“Thank you” I exhaled, placing them carefully on the bedside table so that they wouldn’t get damaged.

He looks somewhat relieved by my sudden loss of anger. “You like roses?” he asks, peering at me carefully.

I give a nod. “I don’t think there is anybody who doesn’t. These are beautiful,” I’m forced to admit.

More than beautiful. I don’t know where he found such pale lilac purple roses but they give the room a romantic atmosphere.

on the bed and eye him warily, “but I wanted to give you something to express just how sorry I am about how things went earlier.”

attempt of an apology and I was

Didn’t you tell me I

some commonsense into him or had

you’re

is unusual but then so are our circumstances. In the human world, things would be much different from how

the first man to sow his wild oats instead of remaining a virgin and if he truly thought he was never going to find his mate, that didn’t make it wrong. I began to nod in agreement, feeling the first inkling of happiness wash through me and then watching his eyes begin to light up, a genuine smile crossing his face. It causes me to feel butterflies in my stomach. He was one sexy god of a man, no matter how angry I was with him.

pauses and trails off, before eyeing me meaningfully, “would it be alright if I kissed you?” he

want to kiss this man and feel his lips against mine. don’t want to remain angry at him any longer. It felt stupid to continue holding a grudge against him. I nod, feeling shy, and watch as he moves towards me, his hand helping me to stand on my

appreciatively, his gaze lingering on me and his eyes fixing on mine.

I’m pretty sure that I’m only average at best. But his eyes are sincere and so is his voice. He really does think I’m beautiful. It’s a little unnerving. I

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never breaking off the kiss, deepening it as I struggle to draw in oxygen, my head growing lightheaded. Is this how it feels to be kissed by somebody who

the floor. He parts my lips with his tongue and then dives

even closer to him. I begin to tentatively respond to his kiss, my own tongue performing a dance of its own as I begin to caress and lightly explore his mouth. To my shock, he lets out a groan, his own mouth widening further in order to grant me more access. It’s like neither of us wants to stop. The moment is magical. Time stands still. It’s just us, lost in a tight embrace. Eventually, he begins to pull back from me and let out a small whine of disappointment, wanting the moment to last forever.