Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
Dayson stood up abruptly.
“Where are you going?”, Jaeden asked.
“I need a break. I’m going to shower…”, Dayson responded without halting his steps.
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When he approached his room, Dayson paused, and he fought a mighty internal battle while deciding which door to take.
On his right was his bedroom, the master suite on the third floor.
On his left was his old bedroom, and a faint scent of freesia told him that Talia is inside.
Dayson cursed under his breath and took the right. He needed a shower. A cold one.
Shower didn’t help to calm down Dayson’s raging emotions, and after dressing up, he went straight across the hall to find a cure for this newfound madness.
Dayson placed his ear on the door and listened intently. Nothing.
He knocked gently a few times and waited. Nothing.
Dayson told himself to leave. Just keep on moving. But the only thing that moved was his right hand which held onto the doorknob, and he peeked into the room through the gap.
“Talia?”, he called. Nothing.
Dayson opened the door so that his head can fit, and he smiled when he saw Talia on the bed.
He knew that he should leave. What will he say if she wakes up and finds him in her room?
‘Say that you were worried about her, so you came to check if she is OK’, his wolf gave him an idea, and that was the last straw Dayson needed to get into the room and close the door behind him.
He slowly inched toward the bed, each step bringing him closer to the girl and her addictive sweet citrusy scent of freesia.
Dayson had no idea at what point he got close enough to sit on the edge of the bed.
He reached for Talia’s hand that was peeking from under the cover and he inhaled a shaky breath at that initial surge of sparks when his finger touched the inside of Talia’s palm.
He will never get bored of it.
A second later, Talia’s fingers curled around Dayson’s, and he smiled. Technically, she was holding his hand. He liked that.
Talia rolled on her side, and the cover slipped lower, revealing her shoulder and upper arm.
Dayson held his breath when he spotted that the loose tank top shifted sideways, and Talia’s breast was almost exposed. Almost.
That was definitely a side-boob view! And it was a beautiful view.
Dayson stared at that area and chanted silently for Talia to move just a bit more.
He really wanted to suck her there.
Dayson felt the pressure in his groin area increasing and cursed internally.
Does she need to tempt him even in her sleep?
Doesn’t she know how hard was for Dayson to keep his hands to himself? Probably not. She is innocent and gorgeous, and all the dirt is coming from him.
Dayson cursed again. Since when is he thinking about touching a woman as something dirty?
A woman as wonderful as Talia is made for touching. His. Only his.
If any other guy thinks about touching Talia, Dayson will bestow him a marvelous death.
Dayson released a long breath while controlling his urges.
Slowly, very slowly, Dayson grabbed the edge of the cover and pulled it higher to conceal the source of visual temptation which sent pulses of need into his throbbing cock.
He didn’t trust himself that he will not start feeling her out the moment his shaky restraints snap.
Dayson observed Talia’s sleeping face and fought mightily against his urge to lie next to her, aware that the pull of the bond was getting stronger by the minute, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Dayson held Talia’s hand and closed his eyes while allowing the scent of freesia to fill his system, and everything faded.
There were no sounds, no people, no Jaeden or Maya or Stephanie, and definitely no Cassie. It was just the two of them, Dayson and Talia, and it felt like this room provided a sealed dimension that keeps everything else out, or maybe it was keeping Dayson and Talia in. He didn’t mind, as long as no one interrupted this peace that came over him.
Talia blinked herself awake and the first thing she noticed was the darkness.
It was definitely past dinner time, but Talia didn’t mind.
She buried her head deeper into the pillow, indulging in the softness and warmth that came with the scent of the forest and dark chocolate.
Talia paused and took a few sniffs to confirm that her nose is not playing tricks on her.
Talia looked around to ascertain that she was on her own.
She was confused. The room didn’t smell like Dayson before she fell asleep, but now it did.
She liked his scent; it was a mix of her two favorite things: forest and a sweet treat. Talia wondered if Dayson came to check on her while she was sleeping.
Talia shook that thought away. Why would a scary Alpha come to check on her?
It’s more probable that Stephanie or Maya brought something that had Dayson’s scent on it. But she couldn’t see anything different.
Talia decided to stop thinking about it. It doesn’t matter.
She listened carefully, and there were no sounds she could pick up. Considering that it was dark and late, Talia thought of one pressing matter which included her going to the forest.
Talia was happy that the underwear she washed earlier dried off.
Putting those thongs on or going without would be uncomfortable.
She got black leggings that reached just below her knees, and a dark blue t-shirt with a picture of two kitties sleeping in Talia’s chest area.
Unfortunately, other than shiny flip-flops that Maya gave her earlier and running shoes with cracked soles, Talia didn’t have any other footwear, so she opted for flip-flops.
The packhouse was quiet, with only dim lights along the hallways.
When Talia reached the main floor, she remembered that Stephanie told her how she can go anywhere, kitchen included, so Talia decided to find a snack before heading out.
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Dayson spent most of his afternoon coming up with various scenarios related to handling his relationship with Talia.
He didn’t know if he can pretend that Talia is not important. Her scent was addictive and the sparks amplified it, and considering Dayson’s uncaring nature, it would be only a matter of time before people notice that he is acting differently around Talia.
But maybe if he keeps his distance from Talia when others are around, it might work.
No matter what happens, he was confident in one thing: he needs to keep her safe.
Maybe later, when Talia’s physical condition improves and she gains confidence, he will reconsider, but for now, it’s better to keep her importance a secret.
People close to him will probably notice, but those are only a few that Dayson trusts anyway, so when they ask him about it, he will explain, but not sooner than necessary.
Dinner was a lonely event without Talia, but Dayson wanted to let her rest, remembering her sleeping face and the way she held onto his hand.
Dayson barely noticed Cassie’s presence. She was quiet and didn’t try to get close, so it was easy to ignore her.