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His eyes softened. “It is real, my love. I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you on our sixteen birthday. You know that.”
I nodded.
“Do you want me to mark you?” he asked, voice low and rough now, barely above a whisper. “Do you want me to make you mine, Lia Snow?”
My breath caught in my throat. If he asked like that, I would have said yes to anything in the world. “Yes,” I whispered, completely sure of it.
His lips crashed into mine, taking me by surprise. His hands moved to my waist, pulling me onto his lap. I kissed him back with as much passion, wrapping my arms around his neck, pushing closer to him. His warmth, his scent, the quiet growl vibrating in his chest, it all wrapped around me, making me forget everything else. Everything I had been through the previous night. Every danger that still lurked in our lives. Nothing mattered now. Only he did. Zane. Zane Adams.
His hold tightened onto my waist, and then I felt his nails gently poke my skin. Not nails-claws.
A shiver crawled through me as I realised it was getting closer.
Zane pulled away to breathe, and then immediately began to press kisses to my jaw, slowly inching downwards.
I felt the gentle scrape of his sharpened teeth against my skin, and my heart raged in a mix of fear and excitement. When he met my gaze, his eyes were completely black.
-LIA’S POV-
“You sure?” he whispered.
The spot on my neck had started to quiver already.
I nodded. “Yes. I trust you.”
Zane gently laid me back against the pillows, kissing down. my jaw, my throat, the slope of my shoulder. “I love you,” he murmured.
I ran my fingers through his hair, feeling my skin heat as his mouth grazed the spot between my neck and shoulder, the place where his mark would go. It pulsed uncontrollably, begging for the press of fangs, begging for the pain of his bite. My nails dug into his back, toes curling in desperation.
“Zane,” I breathed, resisting the urge to punch his back and force him to do it.
He kissed the spot once, then again. “Just tell me when you’re re-“
A sharp knock on the door cut him off, ruining the moment.
We both froze.
Zane growled under his breath. “Ignore it.”
But the knock came again, louder this time.
I groaned, so mad I wanted to cry.
“Zane!” Aaron shouted from outside. “Open the door! Now!”
Zane grunted, dropping his forehead against my shoulder. “Son of a-” he muttered. “I am going to ruin his night one of these days.”
I fixed my clothes and hair as Zane stood up, clearly restraining himself from snapping the door off its hinges. He yanked it open, scowling.
“What?” he barked.
Aaron didn’t flinch. “It’s about the girl. The one from last night.”
My stomach twisted. I sat up o
“What about her?”
Aaron’s expression was grim. “She didn’t die from an animal attack. Her wounds were human-made. There were rope marks on her wrists and ankles. Someone tied her up. Tortured her. Then made it look like a wild animal attack to throw us off.”
Zane’s body tensed. “The Order?”
Aaron nodded. “She was a nobody. No family, barely any friends. Lived a quiet little life. I think… I think they used her as bait for Lin. Tried to fool us into thinking Lia commited the murder.”
I felt like the air had been punched out of my lungs. “They know about me?” I cried. “That I’m not human?”
“It would make sense. It can’t be a coincidence.”
“Which m they’re watching.” Zane said.
I felt sick, images of her mutilated body flashing before my eyes. “They killed her for no reason…”
Zane clenched his jaw. “And they’ll kill again if they think you’re a threat.”
A chill ran down my spine. “Me? But I-I don’t even know what I’m doing.”
“That’s what they probably wanted to check,” Aaron said. “It wasn’t the smartest move, but one with pretty quick results. They must have been watching your reaction when you woke up.”
“I’m calling a pack meeting,” Zane said. “We need tighter patrols. No one in or out of this territory without clearance. And you,” he pointed at Aaron, “I want you and Ajax to look into every possible connection The Order could have. We can’t waste more time.”
Aaron nodded and disappeared down the hall.
Zane shut the door and leaned back against it, chest rising and falling. His eyes flicked to me.
“Them knowing about you isn’t good,” he said. “They’re getting closer. You’re not safe anymore.”
I fidgeted with the sleeve of Zane’s hoodie. “What do we do?”
He came over and knelt in front of me, hands on my knees. “You sit back and relax. I have this covered, Lia. Do you trust me?”
He would do anything to protect me. I knew that.
But I was ready to fight back too.
I wanted to know what I was and what I could do.
I was done playing the damsel.
But Zane wouldn’t let me get into any kind of danger.
“Lia?” He frowned, cupping my cheek. “Do you trust me?”
“Of course,” I replied. “I trust you, Zane. I know you won’t let any harm come to me or my family.”
“Or your friends,” he promised.
“There’s no way I can help?” I asked, even though I knew what he’d say.
“Stay with me,” he said, intertwining our fingers. “Your existence is all I need, my love.”
I offered him a small smile. “I am always by your side, Zane. Always and forever.”
He leaned in and leaned his forehead against mine, and I closed my eyes, breathing in his scent.
I was going to find answers. If The Order were so interested in me, it meant I was more important than we initially thought. And if we didn’t know why, we wouldn’t be able to stop them.
“I still want you to mark me,” I whispered. “It would be safer.”
His expression shifted, eyes turning black for a split second. “Soon,” he promised. “But not rushed. Not like this.”
He touched my face again, thumb brushing over my cheekbone.
Tears pricked my eyes. “Okay.”
Zane leaned in, kissed me gently, and pulled me into his arms. I curled into him, my face against his chest, breathing him in.
I wanted to stay like that forever.
And I would make sure of it, no matter how hard I had to fight for it.
-LIA’S POV-
For the first time since I started dating Zane, I was happy that weekend had approached.
On school days, it was impossible for me to hide anything I was. doing from Zane. Normally, I didn’t need to. I trusted him with my heart and soul, and I could share every part of myself with him without any shame or fear.
But what I was doing now was something I knew he would object to, something he was trying to keep me away from because he was afraid for my security.
A part of me wondered if I was doing the right thing. Listening to Zane had always kept me safe. But I was sick and tired of being so helpless. So defenseless against the dark forces that came against me, against us. Be it The Order, or the thing that was inside me, the thing I had to understand in order to be able to wield it like a weapon-just like werewolves did.
My dreams had meaning. I was certain of it. I had dreamt about werewolves bowing down before me during a blood moon. My imagination had never been that exciting. I had never had dreams of any substance before. So if I was having these vivid, clear visions of a life I hadn’t lived yet, there was a huge chance that the Moon Goddess was trying to tell me something. Now that I believed in the supernatural, nothing felt too crazy to be true.
I took a deep breath, my hands shaking slightly as I dialled Blake’s number.
I could have gone to him myself, but I felt I was safer in my own house. It was also much less suspicious, given the tracker Zane had gotten installed into my back after the incident that night. He’d wanted to do it for quite long, but as he started sleeping. at my house, we thought it wasn’t necessary. After the latest incident, Zane decided this was the best way to protect me, and I had no arguments. He was right.
Blake picked up the phone on the fourth call, his surprise clearly evident in his tone. “Hello?” he asked like a question.