The sickened luna’s last chance

Chapter 178

Ella & Alexander

Ella

The moment our lips touched, the mate bond exploded to life. The kitchen could have lit on fire for all I cared. The world could have imploded and it wouldn’t have meant a thing.

All that mattered was the feeling of Alexander’s mouth moving against mine and the fact that he wasn’t

pulling away yet.

His hand slid from my cheek into my hair, fingers tangling in the strands to tilt my head so he could deepen the kiss. I could taste the garlic and herbs from the pasta on his tongue, could smell his cologne mixed with the kitchen scents, and, Goddess, it was intoxicating.

I pressed closer to him. My hands fisted in his shirt, desperate to feel all of him against me and never let

go.

The stool I’d been sitting on was forgotten as Alexander lifted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist instinctively. He carried me the few steps to the kitchen island, then gently set me down on the edge without breaking the kiss for even a second.

We were so close to crossing a line that we couldn’t uncross. So close to giving in completely. So close to repeating the one perfect night we spent together.

“Alpha?”

Gabriel’s flat voice cut through the haze just as Alexander’s hand was brushing across the swell of my belly. Alexander jerked away from me so fast I nearly fell off the counter.

“Gabriel,” Alexander said roughly. “What do you want?”

on me. “You have a phone call. Campaign business. It’s

watched Alexander’s expression shift from desire to something deeply guarded within moments. The mate bond, which

the grace to look at me and hesitate

ahead. I should

nodded and left

domesticity of the evening felt like a cruel joke now. For a few minutes there, I’d actually believed that maybe things between us

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in, just like it

much for taking risks and living my life

front door slam and the sound of a car engine starting. I went to the window and watched Alexander’s car disappear

come

Alexander

strode into my office to find Gabriel standing beside my desk. As I suspected, there

manila folder in his

my desk. “I have

forward with a huff and snapped the folder open, revealing a photograph of a stocky middle–aged man with a mustache. The picture was

hell is this?” I asked. My wolf growled in frustration, furious that whatever had been about to happen with Ella had been cut short. And I had no doubt that Gabriel had chosen

who cut the

single staggering step backwards, feeling like someone had just stabbed me in the heart. That was the man who had caused my parents‘ car accident all

was the man who had caused their

is he?” I