Chapter 39
Chapter 39
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“How can you prove that this marriage isn’t just for show?” a man near the front suddenly shouted. “How can you prove that you truly love each other?”
Prove it? How the hell were we supposed to prove something that didn’t exist?
I looked up at Alexander, who for once seemed at a loss for words.
In that moment, I knew what I had to do. It was sky and potentially humiliating and might even backfire spectacularly. But it was the only way to shut them up-for now.
Before I could second-guess myself, I reached up and grabbed Alexander’s tie. His eyes widened in surprise as I yanked him down toward me.
And then I threw my caution to the wind and kissed him.
Deeply. Desperately.
The sort of kiss a woman might give a man she truly loved.
It was the way I had imagined kissing my fated mate a thousand times before, in the privacy of my lonely bedroom on nights I would rather forget.
Our first kiss.
Even on our wedding day-which was a small, private affair-we hadn’t kissed. We had simply signed our contract and slipped on our rings in front of Gabriel, our officiant.
And then he had taken me to that tiny guest room on the opposite side of the mansion, and that was that.
But now his lips were on mine, and they were warmer and softer than I ever imagined. And his scent was enveloping me, blotting out everything else like a thick blanket shielding us from the rest of the world.
Even with a dormant wolf, the mate bond between us seemed to hum to life. I swore I could feel his pulse through the kiss, or maybe that was just my own frantic heartbeat hammering beneath my skin.
I hadn’t expected this. I hadn’t expected the rush of heat that flooded through me, the way my body instantly melted against his, the sudden desperate need for more of this.
Most of all, I hadn’t expected Alexander to kiss me back.
But he did. After a moment of stunned frozenness, his hands came up to cup my face. His touch was tentative at first, but then became firmer as he ever so slightly tugged me closer. I stumbled slightly against him, my hands coming up to clutch at his chest, but the kiss didn’t
break.
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Chapter 39
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During those moments, I forgot about the journalists. I forgot about the cameras. I forgot about the contract and the divorce and the fact that I was dying. For those few, beautiful seconds, there was only Alexander and me and the electrifying sensation of our first kiss.
When we finally broke apart, we were both breathing hard. Alexander’s eyes were wide, his pupils dilated. He looked as shocked as I felt.
It was only then that I noticed the chaos around us. Cameras flashing. Journalists shouting. Some people were even cheering.
Alexander blinked, seeming to remember where we were. He cleared his throat and turned back toward the microphone. “Well,” he said, “if that won’t prove that my mate loves me, then nothing will.”
The crowd erupted into even more cheers and laughter. More camera flashes. More questions. But Gabriel was already moving toward us, signaling that the press conference was over.
Alexander took my hand and led me back inside without another word. I followed, still dazed from the kiss, my lips tingling, my heart hammering so hard I was certain the entire crowd could hear it.
But the moment we were inside with the door firmly shut behind us, before my eyes even had a chance to adjust to the dim light, he dropped my hand as if it had burned him.
Before I could react, Gabriel stepped forward and whispered something in Alexander’s ear. Alexander nodded and walked away without a word, leaving me standing in the hallway,
confused.
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