When The Moon Hides Her Crown novel Chapter 163

SERAPHINA

Who are you to me? That was such a strange name for a trial.

“Everyone will take the right corridor and walk straight to the sacred room. Follow the assistants‘ instructions,” Alpha Jude ordered before striding out of the library.

Chairs scraped as the Alphas rose, falling in line behind the assistants. Confused and curious, I followed the crowd toward the doors. But just as I reached the threshold, a strong hand seized me and yanked me back inside. The door slammed shut, cutting me off from the others.

My breath caught. I wasn’t alone.

I was pinned, caged between the wall and a broad chest radiating heat.

“Ronan…” I gasped, my pulse tripping over itself.

“I missed you so much,” his voice was low, rough, as his arm coiled around my waist, pulling me flush against him. His nose brushed mine in a tender, desperate nuzzle.

A small smile tugged at my lips. “We share the same room. We even slept in the same bed last night. How could you miss me already?”

“To miss you, Seraphina, even a single second is too long.” His lips found my cheek, kissing me again and again, as though trying to brand me with his hunger. “You smell so damn good.”

Heat rushed to my face as I remembered, I hadn’t showered yet. “Hey, I–I haven’t showered-” I tried to wriggle free, embarrassed.

His groan cut me off. “That’s why. That’s why you smell so good. I love it,” his words were rough silk, his body pressing fully into mine as his mouth trailed lower, from my cheek to the sensitive curve of my neck.

Phina whimpered inside me, and my toes curled as soft heat pooled low in my belly. Each kiss wasn’t just a touch, it was worship. Every brush of his lips set fire to my skin.

“What if someone sees us?” I whispered, my teeth sinking into my lip to keep from moaning.

“There’s no one here.” His mouth traveled up my throat, slow and deliberate, until he hovered just a breath away from my lips. His voice turned molten. “And isn’t it thrilling…meeting like this? Like lovers stealing a moment they shouldn’t?”

My heart stumbled, breathless at his words. His wolf bowed to mine, brushing against Phina, coaxing her submission with gentle, unrelenting force. My legs pressed together, a traitorous smile tugging at my lips.

“You’re not denying it.” His mouth curved in triumph as if he could hear my heartbeat betraying me. Who would have thought the mighty Alpha could be this relentless, this…adorable?

“Let’s go,” I tried to look away, forcing a steadiness I didn’t feel. Until his fingers slid into my hair, tilting my head just so, and he crushed his lips onto mine.

The kiss was wild, consuming, his mouth claiming me with desperate hunger.

“I’d be insane if I let you walk away after smiling at me like that,” he murmured against my lips, his breath mingling with mine.

I closed my eyes and surrendered. My lips curved into his kiss, smiling even as I melted against him.

The moment my smile touched his mouth, Ronan snapped. His kiss turned wild, hungry, almost feral, his tongue sliding against mine in a rhythm that made my knees weaken. He kissed me like he was starved,

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devouring me with each rough press of his lips, pulling me deeper, until I couldn’t breathe without him.

It was my first experience doing such a thing with a man and it truly unlocked something inside me. Something that my wolf and I loved doing with him.

The mixture of thrill, excitement, and the fear of being suspected mixed in my veins but I could not bring myself to break the kiss.

That was when his hand slipped lower, curving over my breast. I opened my eyes in surprise only to find he was already looking at me. My heart drummed in my chest as he cupped my breast but when I did not protest he softly squeezed it though the bandages around my breasts.

“Ah…” I bit my moan but my body arched into his touch instinctively, shame and desire clashing as a needy sound escaped my throat.

“Ronan…” I whispered under the uneven breaths and torn between right and wrong.

“You don’t want me to stop,” he whispered back against my lips, pinching lightly before massaging the soft mound in his palm. I gasped loudly when he pinched my nipples even though they were behind the bandages. The spot between my legs tingled the more he became bolder.

His other hand moved softly and gripped my hip, pulling me flush against his hard length, grinding just enough to make my thighs tremble. “You feel it, right?”

His mouth left mine only to claim my neck, kissing and softly sucking until I moaned. My fingers tangled in his shirt helplessly as his lips trailed lower, his teeth scraping my collarbone while his thumb brushed my nipple through the fabric, coaxing it to harden.

Heat flooded me, pooling low in my belly, my body betraying me with every shiver. I could barely think. I could only feel him, his mouth, his hands, his hard cock, his body caging me in, making me his.

I was drowning in him, gasping between our messy, wet kisses, my lips swollen from the force of his need. His hand squeezed my hip, sliding lower toward the curve of my ass, dragging me harder against him until I felt the full, aching proof of his desire.

The library, the trial, the risk of discovery none of it mattered at that moment. Only Ronan’s wild kiss, his restless hands, and the dangerous truth that if he didn’t stop now, I wouldn’t either.

The sudden clang of the clock on the wall startled me. My heart leapt in panic, and I tore my lips from his as if we’d just been caught.

Ronan glanced over his shoulder at the sound, then back at me. My cheeks were flushed, my breath uneven, my whole body trembling with heat.

His thumb brushed slowly over my swollen lower lip, his voice rough with hunger. “So wet and soft…”

“R–Ronan,” I pressed a shaky hand against his chest, desperate to steady both him and myself. “Everyone’s gone, we should too. The trial…”

Before I could finish, he silenced me with another deep, consuming kiss, stealing the very air from my lungs. When he finally broke away, our foreheads rested together, neither of us moving, the silence charged and heavy.

Then his wolf surfaced in his gaze, dark, possessive. “Seraphina,” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous. I licked my lips nervously. “Y–Yes?”

His mouth curved into something wicked. “I got them.”

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I blinked, my breath hitching. “Got…what?”

“Condoms.”

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