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she says softly, looking between us. I look across at Adriana, gazing into her soft green eyes that are staring back at me. I can’t tell what she’s thinking, but the way her hair falls over her face makes my fingers itch to reach out and brush it back.
“I am truly happy to know that you will not be alone, Atticus. This is the Luna of this pack. My son’s Luna.”
Mon murmurs as she weakly tugs our hands closer, placing mine upwards.
Adriana’s heart thunders as Mom places her hand on mine and I slowly wrap my fingers around it, enjoying the sparks that dance up my arm. Her hand is soft, but I can feel parts of it are slightly hardened. She’s handled weapons, her hands are proof of that.
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Somehow, that’s sexy.
“Adriana What a beautiful name. Atticus and Adriana. Bless your souls,”
Mom whispers, smiling softly, silent tears streaming down het cheek. Her voice polls me from my trance.
“Mrs”
“Mom, please call me Mom, dear. I won’t have this formality.”
“M-mom…”
“Atticus, open that top drawer, there’s a locked box, and the key is beside it. Bring both to me,”
Mom orders me. look down at our combined hands, reluctant to pull away, but Adriana removes hers, smiling smoothly at Mom. She’s a good actress
I get Mom the box and unlock it for her, instantly realising what she’s about to do when I see what’s inside.
Mom picks up the ring that she used to wear for as far back as I can remember, only removing it a little under a year ago. The ring Dad gave her…
“I want you to have this. I was always saving it for Atticus’s woman and that is you, my dear,”
Mom says.
“Oh, I can’t!”
Adriana’s heart is thundering as she looks at the diamond that mom is holding out to her. “I mean, we aren’t that serious that we should be giving diamonds-“
“Take it, please,”
I say quietly.
“Yes, besides, even if it’s still early days at the moment, I know that you two are going to make it. I just know it. I can feel it in my bones.”
Mom says softly, placing the ring into Adraina’s hand.
‘Please, just accept it.’ I say through the mind-link. Adriana doesn’t respond as she smiles at mom and curls her fingers around the ring.
“Thank you… Mom,”
she says softly.
Mom smiles before she coughs lightly, and I know we need to go.
“Rest, Mom,”
I murmur, kissing her forehead. She nods, smiling at both of us. I remove the box from her lap and Adriana plumps her pillows and pulls the duvet over her.
“Get some rest.”
She says softly, planting a kiss on her cheek
Fuck, I feel even worse now…
We leave the room together, I notice how Adriana stays in step with me, that is until the door closes and her smile fades asshe grabs my hand and places the ring in it.
“Be ashamed of yourself,”
she hisses venomously. “I would be.”
With those words, she storms off
(END OF FLASHBACK)
“Thanks,”
I say. I’m not going to pass up the chance to have her hands on me. I resist a smirk as she wets a towel and wipes my wounds. Her eyes keep flickering up to me as if checking if she’s hurting me.
I lean back, resting my elbows on the counter behind me, propping one foot onto the bar stool and stretching my other leg which is aching, I think something cracked earlier.
She pauses, scoffing in disbelief.
“What are you trying to do? This isn’t a damn photoshoot that you need to pose sexily.”
I raise an eyebrow before I tilt my head and look into those gorgeous eyes. “I wasn’t posing… but what? Do I look sexy?”
Her heart races as she realises what she said, her cheeks flushing a pretty pink as she stares at me, and this time I’m unable to stop myself from checking her out. She looks damn sexy too in those sexy yoga pants and sports bra…
I sit forward, taking hold of her chin and tilting her head up as I look down at those pouty lips.
“I asked you a question, Adriana and I’m waiting for an answer.”
ADRIANA
There’s something about a man going from relaxed to assertive and commanding that I damn love and when it’s this asshole, it’s even hotter. There’s a dominance in those steel-grey eyes that are now burning into mine.
“Even if you don’t say anything, your beating heart conveys more than enough…”
he whispers, releasing my chin and trailing his hand down my neck and tapping lightly on my rising and falling chest, right over my thumping heart.
His move only making me dizzier, fuck…
I’m too aware of how his fingers feel on my skin.
His eyes dip to my lips, his eyes flashing before his gaze trails lower to my breasts, and I’m rendered immobile as if he’s cast some kind of spell on me.
I want to snap out of it, but right now I’m a puppet in his hand, one he’s playing like a master. Until he humiliates me and reminds me that he doesn’t think I’m worthy of him. That snaps me from my trance, and I suck in a deep breath as if I was deprived and stumble back.
Swallowing hard, I force my attention to his injuries, refusing to look into his eyes.
Focus, come on, girl. Pretend it’s Zade or Anthony, just pretend girl. Come on, it’s just a random guy.
He is just a random guy.
Not my mate.
No, he’s just an ordinary guy.
Come on, almost there…
I repeat my mantra as I quickly begin cleaning his wounds, his eyes continuing to burn into me, but I refuse to look up because I’m not sure if I’ll be able to pull away from them if I do.
Fuck!
My hands are shaking slightly, and I hope he doesn’t realise as I put the glass bottle of wound cleaner down. I reach for the dressing and my hand hits the bottle, almost sending it to the floor if he didn’t grab it. I don’t thank him because that means I would begin talking to him again, a mistake I can’t afford. Not when he is doing things to mess with my common sense.
I peel open the dressing, ready to place it on his waist when his hand wraps around my wrist, sending more wretched sparks through me.
“Hey… Relax. Your heartbeat is going crazy.”
“It isn’t,”
I deny, sounding extremely harsh and tugging free from his hold. “Don’t touch me.”
He instantly lets go. “Alright, I won’t,”
he says softly, resting his elbow on the counter behind him again.
I look up at him shocked, my heart skipping a beat and I step back, a surge of emotions rushing through me
That’s the first time I’ve told a man to not touch me, and he listened so easily.
Memories from a time long back retum, remembering how I screamed those words on deaf ears. That nightmare hits me like a tidal wave and I feel the onslaught of panic rising within me.
Focus, Adriana.
I know how to deal with my emotions. I do. I do.
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