When The Moon Hides Her Crown novel Chapter 155

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Chapter 155 Only You

“It will fade soon,” he murmured, dipping the cloth again before gently pressing it to my neck. His fingers brushed my hair aside with careful precision.

I froze. My hair had been shielding my breasts, and the moment it shifted, I stiffened. He stilled too, as though waiting for me to push him away but I didn’t.

“This will cool your body along with the herb,” he said quietly, and with infinite patience, he continued. His eyes never strayed where they shouldn’t. He didn’t look at my breasts, nor did his gaze dip lower than my face. Instead, he wiped my skin with steady care, down to my belly, then lower still.

When his hand neared my thighs, my heartbeat thundered, wild and unsteady. I knew he could hear it, but he never said a word. He didn’t smirk, didn’t tease, didn’t make me feel small.

For the first time in my life, a man’s touch didn’t make me feel like prey.

It made me feel…seen.

“Wear my shirt until your shirt is dry,” Ronan said, rising to fetch his clothes from the bonfire. He had been drying them earlier, and now he carefully retrieved my garments as well. Clothes I hadn’t even remembered dropping in my frenzy. He squeezed out the water with deliberate care, holding them above the flames to warm and dry them, while my perfume bottle sat untouched at his side, safe as if it mattered to him because it mattered to me.

When he draped his shirt around my shoulders, I couldn’t resist inhaling the deep, masculine scent clinging to the fabric. My wolf stirred, soothed by it, as though his very presence could steady the chaos inside me. He was too close. I glanced up at him, the firelight sharpening the planes of his face, making him look even more dangerously handsome.

“Why are you doing all of this for me?” The words slipped from my lips before I could stop them.

He looked down at me in silence, then pressed a kiss to my forehead with a tenderness that made my chest ache. “Because I have only you. If I don’t protect and cherish my woman, then who will?”

My heart stuttered violently at his raw confession. Heat bloomed across my cheeks, and I lowered my gaze, unable to withstand the intensity of his words. He chuckled softly and pulled me into his arms, wrapping me in his warmth as though it was the most natural thing in the world.

“You’re too cute when you’re shy.”

Chapter 155 Only You

Shame prickled at my skin, and I narrowed my eyes at him. “What are you doing?”

He blinked innocently. “Hmm? What do you mean?”

“This,” I gestured at his embrace.

“You mean hugging?” He tilted his head, utterly unbothered. “This is also part of calming your heat. By giving you the heat of my body…my warmth will drown out yours.”

I blinked at his absurd explanation, clearly invented on the spot, but despite myself, a small smile tugged at my lips. I turned my face away quickly, but I didn’t push him back. Not this time. Because for the first time, this warmth, the heat of his body, the steadiness of his presence felt like it belonged to me. Like I belonged in it.

Memories flashed unbidden. His shadow always at my side during the in–fight. The night Dante was murdered, when I nearly shattered. The way he destroyed the vampire den for me. How he burned the Sinspire brothel to ash with nothing more than my whispered word. Even after I had rejected his love, when his wolf teetered on the edge of madness, he was still here. Still taking care of me.

Something inside me twisted, but it wasn’t the painful coil I had grown used to. This was different. Softer. Terrifying in its unfamiliarity.

My fingers curled unconsciously, nails grazing his chest, as the dangerous realization took shape in my mind. My pulse quickened. My thoughts blurred.

Was it because…?

My head spun, vision fogging. The weight of exhaustion dragged at me, pulling me under. For the first time in my life, I let my guard fall completely. Safe in his arms, I surrendered to the darkness, and my eyes slipped closed.

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I felt was warmth. I was lying on the ground–but not alone.

Ronan’s arms were still around me, holding me as If even in sleep he refused to let go. Our bodies touched from head to toe, every line of him pressed against me. His hot breath fanned across my cheek, stirring shivers through my skin.

Chapter 155 Only You

My gaze slid to his face. His eyes were closed, his lashes dark against his sharp cheekbones. He looked unreal in the fire’s dim glow, unimaginably handsome, as though the gods themselves had sculpted him.

Before I knew what I was doing, my fingers lifted on their own, brushing against his eyelashes. I trailed lower to the straight line of his nose, then down to his lips–lips that had devoured me earlier and left me breathless.

That was when his eyes opened. They locked with mine instantly, pulling the air from my lungs.

“If you keep doing something this naughty,” he murmured, voice still thick with sleep, “you’ll get yourself into trouble, princess.”

He bit his lip deliberately, shifting so that his hardened length pressed against my belly.

My entire face burned crimson. I tried to snatch my hand back, but he caught it, guiding it right to his lips.

My breath hitched as he kissed my fingers one by one, slow and tender, as though savoring me.

“Seraphina…” His voice softened, his eyes searching mine. He slid my hand against his cheek, holding it there as if it belonged to him. “I’m sorry for being rough with you when I kissed you. You can hit me, curse me, do whatever you want…” His eyes turned impossibly gentle, boyish even, like a five–year–old begging for forgiveness. “…but don’t ignore me.”

He leaned closer, his lips brushing the corner of mine with heartbreaking care. “Don’t hate me.”

My heart skipped violently, butterflies scattering in my belly. His words unraveled something inside me. I closed my eyes and finally kissed him back.

How could I ever hate this man? ‘I don’t think even if I wanted to hate him it was no longer possible.

How could I hate the one I had fallen in love with long before I even realized it?

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