Chapter 65
His hands return to my neck, caressing my skin in a gentle hold. His thumb brushes affectionately over my bottom lip. He lays a kiss on my chin, the side of my face, the corner of my mouth before. pressing his forehead against mine,
“Selene,”
He whispers in a husky, desperate breath.
“-my little mate. My lovely wildflower.”
His lips hover over mine and I find my hands curling around his neck, urging him to lower himself. My fingers wove into his thick hair, pulling at them for him to understand what I want. For him to understand I want a kiss.
But he doesn’t.
“Soon, my love. Soon.”
My gaze connecst with his grey ones and then-
My eyes snap open.

I’m breathing harshly, my body coated in sweat as I look around in confusion.
I’m still in bed.
I groan loudly, burying my flushed face in my hands. I can’t believe this. I’m a per vert. I’m sexually frustrated like Noah says. All because of that dam ned Alpha. Yanking the covers off me, I walk over to the closet and change into a nightgown I wore when I visited. The rogue’s scent was all over my clothes and I was beginning to feel sick from the smell of it. Looking through the closet, i realize I only have one nightgown. The same f ucking nightgown in that vivid dream. My face went hot just thinking about it.
I couldn’t go on like this.
I needed to take a walk and have some fresh air.
After taking a quick shower, I walked out my room, closing the door quietly behind me. I knew everyone was probably asleep at this point. The moon was out and the lights in the mansion were shut. All except the lamps that hung in hallways. I sighed, rubbing my arms up and down as I walked down the stairs. I’ve never experienced this before. Why was I so taken with him? It feels like he’s a curse now. I can’t even utter his name without thinking of him so deeply.
But he had to have felt the same.
Why else would he ask me to take the test? Was it to prove to everyone that the Sacred Pool wasn’t defective? To prove to everyone that it was accurate and in no way tampered with? How could you even tamper with a sacred pool? With an exasperated groan, I walked out to the backyard. A large rose garden was near the pond in the center of the territory.
Chancellor Williams’ mate liked gardening.
I frown.
The last time I gardened was when I stayed at Duskfall.
I hadn’t touched a flower since that day.
Not when I can remember the roses Bentley loved coated in his own blood.
The memory made me shudder as I shut my eyes. Staring at the moon above me, judging me for all
I’ve done and will do, I wondered what the Moon Goddess thought of me. On one hand, I hated her. Hated her for all the suffering she’s put me through. Hated her for the mate she so called ‘blessed’ me with. But at the same time, there was a small part of me that was thankful for her.
Thankful for the chance to meet the people I did.
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