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“This is tradition.”
I backed against the door, heart pounding. eyes-looked at him, really looked at him. standing there. the man I’d loved. the man I’d lied for. the man who’d broken every rule with me. and now we were locked in a room built for mating. A grin crawled up the sides of Ryan’s lips and a cold chillran down my spine as I swallowed thickly, anticipation bubbling through me.
RYAN’S POV
Her breath ghosted against mine as I leaned into her. The heat between us had shifted-no longer fury, no longer grief. Just her. Just Scarlett.
I brushed my thumb along her jaw, tilting her face toward me. She let me. Her hand came to rest on my chest, fingers curling around the fabric of my shirt as I lowered my lips to hers.
The kiss started slowly. Unrushed. Her lips melted into mine like they’d always belonged there. I deepened it, drawing her closer, tasting the sweetness of her breath as I pulled her into my lap. She gasped softly into my mouth-her thighs instinctively straddling me.
My hands moved on their own, tracing the curve of her waist, sliding up her top. She didn’t stop me. Her arms wrapped around my neck, pressing her body flush against mine.
A quiet moan escaped her throat when I kissed the edge of her jaw, then her collarbone. My lips roamed freely. My hands mapped out every inch I’d memorized in my sleep. She wasn’t just mine by bond-she was mine by choice now.
Her hips rocked gently, the friction drowning me in list. I felt the way her body responded to me-warm, yielding and soft-and it lit something possessive in me,
“Scarlett,” I murmured against her neck, my voice gravel-thick with desire.
She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to. Her nails grazed the back of my head, and I groaned into her skin as I gently pulled her shirt over her head. Her bra came next. Her breath caught as I stared-taking her in like it was the first time.
“You’re perfect,” I whispered, mouth finding her again as I lowered her onto the bed.
Her hands fumbled at my buttons, her touch hungry and trembling. My own control slipped with every second she gave herself to me. I trailed kisses down her stomach, feeling her thighs tense around me.
I tugged at her waistband. She raised her hips without a word.
And then-
She flinched.
It was gentle almost missable. But I felt it.Her breath hitched-sharp, panicked. She pushed at my chest, hard.
“Wait.”
I froze instantly. My hands retreated like they’d burned her. Her chest rose and fell in shallow, frantic waves. She scrambled back, tugging the covers around her, pressing herself against the headboard as if she needed a wall between us.
“Scarlett?” I called out to her worry evident in my words. Her hands shook.
“I-I’m sorry,” she whispered, voice raw, eyes wide but unfocused.
“I just-something came back. A memory. From two years ago.” I blinked. My pulse quickened as my heart hammered against my chest so loud I’d heard it in my ears.
“Scarlett, what memory?” I asked, voice low, careful not to startle her further.She still hadn’t looked at me.
Her breath had slowed, but only just. The way she clutched the blanket to her chest like it was the only thing anchoring her to this moment-it ripped me apart.
“Scarlett? What’s wrong?”
She blinked slowly, her throat working like the words hurt to form. Her lips parted. Then trembled.
“My body, It’s… rejecting you.”
The words sliced through me. I didn’t move, but my heart did something sharp and painful in my chest.
She looked up, eyes glassy with something I hated seeing in them-shame.
“I want you, Ryan, I do. But it’s like… my body doesn’t listen. It remembers something it shouldn’t. From the past”
Her voice broke at the end. She looked away again, blinking fast, trying not to fall apart in front of me.And fuck.That made it worse
Because I could smell her-her scent everywhere. On the sheets. On my skin. On my mouth. Her heat, her arousal, it had been real. My cock was still painfully hard beneath the fabric of my pants, the pressure tight, leaking with need.
My wolf thrashed against me like a caged animal. He’d caught her scent, felt her hips rock, heard her moan. He wanted to claim -brand her again, deeper, mark her until no doubt could exist in the world.
But I wasn’t a beast. Not now. Not with her.
I clenched my jaw, fingers digging into the mattress beside me. Every cell in my body screamed to finish what we’d started. But no. Not like this.
Never like this.
I exhaled slowly. Reached for her hand-not to pull, not to push-just to let her feel that I was here.
“Hey,” I said gently, brushing my thumb across her knuckles.
“It’s okay.” its okay, I reassured her with a fainr smile on my lips, Her eyes met mine. Wounded. Fragile. Ashamed.
“You don’t have to explain more. Not now. I meant it when I said you’re mine-but I’ll never take anything you can’t give. Ever. You hear me?”
She nodded, barely.I leaned in, kissed her temple, then moved to the corner of her lips. A kiss soft enough to say I want you , but gentle enough to say I can wait .
“It’s fine,” I murmured. “I can handle it.”
I swallowed the ache, ignored the throbbing cock between my legs
, and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
“Goodnight, my love”
RYAN’S POV.
She fell asleep with her hand near mine.
It took time. She’d curled up, tense at first, like her body still didn’t trust the peace. I’d held her gently, kept whispering that I wasn’t going anywhere. That she was safe. That I could wait forever if I had to.
Eventually, her breathing slowed. Her muscles eased. She drifted off.
