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He scoffs.
“No, thanks.”
“Look… I’m confused Zade, I was confused. How am I supposed to understand these feelings? You are the man who killed my boyfriend. How am I supposed to understand that I am falling for you despite everything? All I needed was some time!”
I exclaim in frustration, the words aren’t coming out right!
“Can you keep your voice down?”
he growls, glancing towards the door.
“Yes, I panicked. I know you were on the run. You didn’t want them to know where you were, I didn’t want her to realise you were around! Yes, I shouldn’t have done what I did, but I panicked! What can I do to make you believe that? Want me to call Sebastian and Atticus and tell them?! Because I fucking will.”
I growl, keeping my voice lower this time as I glare up at him.
“You’re fucking crazy,”
he says quietly, letting go of me as he turns away.
About you.
“Zade… please, just let me check your injury,”
I say, frustrated.
He doesn’t respond, simply staring off to the side as I hurry to gather sometowels and pick up his dagger.
“No.”
I pause, looking at him, as his gaze rakes over me and I realise I’m prancing around in my bra and pants.
“I wish you could understand what I’m trying to say. I’m not good with words, Zade.”
“But I do need you to explain it to me… because I don’t fucking get it,”
he says quietly as he advances on me, caging me against the wall behind me as he looks into my eyes leaning his weight on his hands.
“What don’t you get?”
I whisper breathlessly.
“What exactly would you tell Atticus and Sebastian?”
he asks quietly, tilting his head as he gazes into my eyes.
My heart’s racing at his proximity and I let the towel I was holding slip from my fingers.
“I’d tell them I’m falling for my mate… That I want to be a part of Zade Toussaint’s life and that I don’t care what anyone thinks… I’ll tell them…”
I trail off, my heart pounding as he gets closer and my gaze dips to his lips.
“Yeah?”
he breathes huskily, pushing me to continue, his breathless voice making my core knot in desire.
“I’ll tell them that I don’t care how crazy this is… I don’t care if it makes no sense. I don’t care if I have to give it all up… but I know that I want you, Zade, and yes, I’m fucking crazy because you make me crazy! You shut me out, and it’s driving me-
“Prove it.”
My eyes widen as I look into his blazing eyes, one a milky white with the faint outline of his faded grey pupil and the other a brilliant blue…
I will.
Boldly, I lock my arms around his neck, arching my back as I press myself full against him. I don’t hold back the whimper of pleasure as I tug him down, our lips colliding, making explosive sparks course through me.
He doesn’t waste a moment, his arms wrapping around my tiny waist before he kisses me hungrily, roughly even. Possessive, dominant and rough as he slams my body up against the wall behind me.
I groan at the impact, one that changes into a moan as we kiss hungrily.
His anger is like an inferno, and I can feel his emotions through the kiss we share, but despite his rage… I’m only getting turned on as his fingers dig into my hips, his teeth biting down on my lip as he ravishes my mouth. The taste of my blood mixing with the taste of his mouth…
Goddess, this man is an addiction.
I gasp, my arousal strong in the air as I let myself go, channelling all my turmoil and passion into this emotion-fuelled kiss…
9
VALERIE.
We kiss like there’s no tomorrow, and it’s a moment I don’t ever want to end. Our pounding hearts are a melody to the emotion-powered moment between us. But it’s cut short when I hear the dip in his heartbeat, the tension in his body in his moment of pain.
He’s injured!
I grip his shoulders, forcing him back as I gasp for air.
“Za…”
My heart flutters when he ignores me and instead leans in again. His lips ghosting along my jaw as his fingers rake up my back once more, leaving fire in their wake.
“Fuck Zade…”
I whimper breathlessly as his lips touch my neck. This time biting down on the tender skin and sucking hard, I rake my fingers through his hair, wanting to pull him even closer but… “You need to be tended to.”
He pauses for a fraction of a second, and I slowly push him back and look into his eyes, my fingers massaging the back of his neck.
“I’m fine.”
He says, his gaze dipping to my lips, making my heart pound as I look into those darkened eyes
“You’re not… let me take care of you,”
I say softly.
He smirks slightly as he steps back, staggering a little.
“Not the kind of taking care of I need,”
He mutters huskily before he walks over to the bed, and I notice the very noticeable bulge in his pants.
My core clenches and I bite my lip before I force myself to get my head straight. He’s hurt Valerie.
He drops onto the bed and closes his eyes, and I’m relieved for that as I don’t think I could focus if he’s watching me when I’m finding it hard not to look at his manhood but yet again, my gaze dips to the tent in his pants.
Oh, he’s big…
My throat suddenly feels dry, and I exhale slowly.
“I really dislike working unhygienically, but I can manage if I need to. As a werewolf, you won’t get an infection, but I will still need to grab a few items from my place.”
I say softly, placing my hand on his thigh.
His eyes snap open. “No, you aren’t going back there, it’s not safe,”
he says. “
What do you need?”
“Disinfectant, gloves, some sterilised knives, which I have in my medical kit, and something to stitch up the wound when I’m done. I feel there’s some poison or something that needs to be drained.”
I say.
“I don’t have gloves, I have knives, and we don’t need to disinfect them. I have. needles and thread,”
he counters, making me raise an eyebrow. He really doesn’t want me to risk it by going back out there.
“That sounds like a doctor’s nightmare, but I have worked in rough situations. before, fine let’s do this.”
He’s quiet for a moment as he watches me. “I take lives, you give them a second. chance… we’re worlds apart in more ways than one.”
He murmurs, his eyes closing once again as he rests back on thepillow.
“I don’t think that’s true… You don’t always take lives, you have also saved them.”
Even though I’ve called him a killer… there’s more to him.
He doesn’t respond and I stand up. “Mind guiding me to what I need?”
I ask him. softly.
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