Chapter 138
He didn’t wait for me to say those words again. He tugged.
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It was small, almost lazy, but it pulled me straight into him. My chest hit his, and the air rushed out of my lungs. The sound that escaped me was somewhere between a gasp and a squeak.
I didn’t know someone could survive without breathing, but I was certain I wasn’t breathing anymore. Every inch of me was aware of how close we were.
And before I could even blink, his lips were on mine.
It wasn’t gentle or hesitant. The kiss hit me like a jolt, stealing what little air I had left.
My hands hovered uselessly at first before finding their way to his shoulders, gripping him just to keep steady. My heart hammered in my chest, and somewhere deep inside, something stirred, something I didn’t understand. A pull, a heat, a kind of wanting that made my thoughts blur.
Maybe it was because of the ceremony. Maybe it was because of everything that had built up between us since the moment we met. But whatever it was, it wasn’t going away. It felt like a fire that had been waiting for air, one breath, one touch, and it roared to life.
His grip on my waist tightened as he deepened the kiss, and for once, I didn’t think about danger or curses or survival. I just let it happen.
His lips moved against mine again, slower this time, like he was trying to memorize me. My body felt weightless, like the water wasn’t the only thing holding me up. I didn’t even realize when my hands slipped from his shoulders to his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat under my palms.
It was strange how something so simple could make me feel both nervous and safe at the same time. My pulse wouldn’t calm down, yet I didn’t want to pull away.
He kissed the corner of my mouth, then my jaw. Each time, I felt a rush of warmth travel through me, chasing away every cold thought. My breath caught when his lips brushed lower, grazing my neck. It wasn’t the kind of touch that made me afraid. It made me feel seen, completely and without hesitation.
A sound escaped me before I could stop it, a small, shaky moan that made my cheeks burn. I didn’t know a person could sound like that. I didn’t know I could sound like that.
Cassian’s breath hitched too, but he didn’t rush me. His hand moved slowly, tracing the shape of my side, pausing as if to ask permission. When I didn’t stop him, he continued, his fingers brushing against me in a way that made my knees feel weak.
Every part of me felt alive, like my senses had just learned how to exist. His mouth found my shoulder, then my collarbone, leaving faint, wet trails of warmth that made me tremble. When his lips reached lower, my breath hitched again, my mind too dazed to think.
I wasn’t scared, not even a little. I just felt, completely, fully. Like I was floating in something that wasn’t just water but something deeper, something shared between us.
And then it hit me.
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Chapter 138
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It wasn’t the heat of the kiss, or the adrenaline of the ceremony, or some mysterious pull between an Alpha and an Omega that I’d been taught about. It wasn’t the ceremony’s magic or a curse’s side effect. It was something far simpler and infinitely more powerful.
- me.
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