The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 133

Chapter 133
“How are you so sure you aren’t mistaking this?”
I shrug, dragging her hand holding my face so warmly to the center of my chest. The rapid beating my heart under her palm. Her eyes dart to meet mine.
“This tells me so.”
She’s breaking under me.
“I don’t know much about our pace, but to me, now is good. How about you?”
She holds my eyes, searching for something to convince her to back out in all this. Searching for any cards that I had yet to play but she won’t find any. I laid them all down the moment I fell goner for her. Her hands slide across my chest as she pulls me into a hug. My nose buried in the crook of her neck where her scent enthralled me most. Selene’s face pressed dup against my chest as she listened to my heartbeats in silence. Our arms tightly wrapped around each other when she whispers,
“Now is good. Now is perfect.”
She broke.
And suddenly I found myself wanting to give my entirety to her.
I knew I found my missing my piece.
The blessing to my curse.

If life was a garden with flowers representing the good, then I had a garden of thorns. Thorny vines that wrapped around my being. It’s grip- tight and unyielding. Then suddenly, for some strange reason, a lone flower grew in the midst of all the pain and suffering. A lone flower growing boldly in the cold darkness of my sanctuary. Encased in its beauty is warmth and serenity I’ve never felt before. A strong stem of trust. Green leaves of unspoken promises. Pink petals of fleeting kisses.
A lone Wildflower in my garden of thorns.
My Selene,
the wildflower of my heart.
“I see you received the flowers.”
I lift my head from his chest and give him a wry smile. Raizel and I were laying on the couch; well, technically Raizel was.
I was laying on top of him.
I let my eyes drift to where he was looking and found him staring at the bouquet of wildflowers I knew he had gotten for me even without a card attached to it.
“Yes, I did. They’re beautiful.”
I mumble softly, allowing myself the pleasure of being engulfed in his warmth. I rest my chin against his chest. The hard muscles under his shirt a surprisingly cozy cus hion. In the silence of the room, I had realized something: I’ve quickly become addicted to this.
Addicted to the contact between us.
Addicted to the relief his presence brings me.
It’s a little daunting how attached I got. And how quickly it all seemed to progress. The most confusing was how none of this felt wrong. It felt perfectly right.
My focus laid on his face and every little detail I tried to burn into my memory. Like the way his
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dark hair somehow curls at the nape of his neck despite being gelled. Or how under his strong jawline was a small, barely visible beauty mark. The gray orbs staring back at me dances with a new type of tenderness. Melting around the irises with specs of vibrant silver I failed to notice before. His fingers play with the ends of my shirt, not daring to go touch the skin on my back but hover over it so I’felt the comforting heat only his body could offer me.
I bring my arms up, tracing the lines of his arms softly.
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