CHAPTER 60: CHAPTER 60

Aria’s POV.

My heart was pounding like a drum in my chest when Alpha Kael spoke. His words hit me like a shockwave, leaving me confused and dizzy.

What was he talking about? Just yesterday, he seemed so angry with me, glaring like I’d done something unforgivable.

Or worse, he acted like he didn’t even want to talk to me. So why was he doing this now? Why was he standing so close, his dreamy, piercing eyes locked on mine in this small, quiet room?

He stepped closer, and I swear my breath caught in my throat. His gaze slid from my eyes down to my lips, slow and deliberate, like he was savoring every second.

It was intense, almost too much. My lips parted on their own, and I could smell his scent—wild, like pine and something dangerous. Inside me, my inner wolf, Kyra, stirred.

She growled low, restless, urging me to let go, to give in to him. She wanted him—badly. But I fought her back, hard.

This felt too good to be true, like something straight out of those old romance novels I used to read.

You know, the ones where the handsome guy sweeps you off your feet, makes you think he’s all yours, then walks away, leaving your heart in pieces.

And if there was one thing I couldn’t handle right now, it was Alpha Kael breaking my heart like that. The thought alone made my chest ache.

I clenched my fists, trying to pull myself together. "I need to leave," I said, my voice shaky but firm.

I pushed myself up from the bed, desperate to escape his gaze, his presence, the way his closeness made my skin tingle.

Big mistake.

Before I could even take a step, Kael’s hand shot out, grabbing my shoulder. In one smooth, forceful move, he pushed me back. My body hit the soft mattress, and he didn’t let go.

Instead, he pinned me down, his strong hands holding me in place. My heart raced even faster, a mix of fear and something else, something I didn’t want to admit.

He loomed over me, his tall frame casting a shadow. His eyes, once warm and dreamy, were now cold and dark, like a storm brewing.

His fingers started to move, trailing slowly from my shoulder down to my chest. Every touch sent a shiver through me, like sparks dancing across my skin.

"You go nowhere, Luna," he said, his voice low and commanding. "Not when I want you."

My brain screamed at me to say something, to push him away, but before I could get a word out, he tugged my dress to the side. The fabric slid down, exposing my chest.

My breath hitched as he leaned in, his lips brushing against my skin, hungry and deliberate. He nibbled softly, and my body betrayed me, reacting to every touch.

I squirmed, trying to make sense of it all, trying to fight the pull, but then he kissed me.

His lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, my thoughts, everything. The kiss was fierce, like he was claiming me, and I felt my resolve slipping.

Kyra was howling in my head, wild and desperate. "Fuck! I want this! I want more!" she whined, clawing at my control.

It was getting harder to hold her back, harder to pretend I didn’t want this too.

Kael’s arms wrapped around me, strong and possessive, pulling me closer. His lips left mine, trailing hot kisses along my jaw, then down to my neck. Oh, those neck kisses.

They were my weakness. The way he sucked gently on my skin made my eyes flutter closed, my body melting under his touch.

His hands moved lower, slipping under my dress, finding my breasts. He didn’t hesitate, his fingers teasing and claiming them like they belonged to him.

I couldn’t help it, I let out a soft moan, my body giving in even as my mind screamed to stay strong.

Maybe he wasn’t mad at me. Maybe he wouldn’t leave me hanging like those guys in the novels.

There was only one way to find out, and my body was already making the decision for me.

In that heated moment, I reached up, my fingers tangling in his thick, dark hair.

I grabbed it gently, running my hands through every strand as he kissed his way across my body.

Soft moans filled the room, mine and his, mixing together in the heavy air. It was like we were caught in a spell, and I didn’t want it to break.

Then he stopped, just for a moment, his eyes locking onto mine. There was something raw in his gaze, something that made my heart skip.

Without a word, he pulled my dress off completely, tossing it aside. His clothes followed, and there it was, strong, powerful, and ready.

His throbbing cock stood proud, and my body responded instantly, wet and aching for him.

He leaned down, capturing my lips again, slower this time, but just as intense. And then I felt it, his hardness pressing against me, sliding slowly into my wet slit.

The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and a slight sting that made me gasp.

"Darn it, Luna," he groaned, his voice thick with pleasure as he pushed deeper.

I parted my lips, taking him in, every inch of him filling me. It hurt a little, but it was the kind of pain that felt so good I didn’t want it to stop.

His groans, low and primal, sent shivers through me as he moved, claiming me with every thrust.

He held me tightly, possessively, making sure I felt every slide of his cock inside me.

He moved faster, each second more intense than the last. The room felt hot, the air thick with our moans and the sound of our bodies moving together. I clung to him, my nails digging into his back, lost in the rhythm of his thrusts.

I could feel it building, he was close. His movements grew harder, faster, more desperate. His lips found mine again, locking us together in a perfect, heated kiss.

"Yeah! Yeah, Luna! Fuck!" he growled, his voice raw as he reached his peak, releasing inside me with a low, guttural sound.

Our breaths came in heavy, ragged gasps as he collapsed onto me, careful not to crush me with his weight. My body felt alive, satisfied, like every nerve was humming with relief.

It was one perfect moment, one I wanted to hold onto forever. No one could take this away from me, not now, not ever.