CHAPTER 105: CHAPTER 105: UNTAMED DESIRES - II

Kieran’s POV~

Her forehead burned so hot that it almost scorched my palm. I pulled back, staring at my hand, then quickly reached for the drawer beside the bed. My fingers found the thermometer, and I pressed it against her. When the numbers flashed, my heart nearly stopped.

A hundred and four degrees.

I froze, staring at it again as if my eyes were playing tricks on me, but the number did not change. My chest tightened, and my stomach knotted. Why is she so hot? Does she have a fever?

Panic clawed at me. Something was very wrong. I had to call someone. I had to bring help. My hands shook as I reached for my phone, my mind already racing toward the name of a doctor I could trust.

But just as I was about to press the number, my hand went stiff. Something stopped me as my hand was suddenly grabbed. I turned back, and in an instant my heart stuttered in my chest.

Her eyes were open.

They were foggy, glassy, and shimmering with unshed tears. She was staring right at me, and the look in her eyes pierced straight through me. It was pitiful and helpless. I had never seen Selene like this, not once. And the sight made my throat ache.

Her lips parted, and she murmured something so faint I almost thought I imagined it. I leaned closer, my ear brushing against her trembling mouth, desperate to catch her words.

"Don’t... call doctor... I’m fine..."

Her voice was so weak, her breath shaky, and the sound of her lips brushing my ear sent a shiver racing down my spine. My whole body jolted, shuddering as if I had been struck.

Even the places where her skin touched mine made me restless, made my breath stumble.

"Selene... What’s happening to you?" My voice came out hoarse, filled with worry I couldn’t hide. "Are you alright?"

But she couldn’t answer me. She clenched her lips shut so tightly that blood welled from her soft lips, a soft red against her pale skin.

My chest twisted at the sight, and I quickly reached to stop her, slipping my fingers gently between her lips, coaxing her to release.

Her lips were soft against my skin, trembling, and the pain in her eyes cut through me deeper than anything else.

"Don’t..." I whispered, almost to myself, as I brushed the blood away with my thumb, watching helplessly as her lashes fluttered.

Her tears poured heavier now, dampening her hair and soaking the pillow beneath her. I reached to wipe it, my hand brushing the corner of her eye gently, but then I froze again.

Her lips touched my wrist. Barely, just a graze. But it sent another jolt through me, stealing the air from my lungs.

And before I even realized what I was doing, my face was lowering, inch by inch, drawn toward her. Her pitiful eyes held me captive, foggy but fixed on me, begging for something I didn’t understand.

My thoughts scattered. My chest heaved. My body burned with a heat that was not mine.

This wasn’t normal. I knew it. Every instinct screamed at me that this wasn’t normal. It felt like—no, it looked like—one of those cursed cycles that she-wolves went through. But Selene...she is a witch. It should have been impossible.

And yet, staring into her trembling eyes, seeing the plea in them, feeling her breath against my skin, all my reason slipped away. My mind drowned, my body trembled, and I could no longer look anywhere else but at her.

Her eyes locked on mine, and for a moment the world around us blurred away. I could not think of anything else, not the danger, not the rules, not even myself. Just her. Selene’s eyes shimmered with tears, begging me without words.

Her trembling fingers reached for me, brushing over my hand first, then moving slowly up to my face and tracing the mask I wore.

The touch was so light, so fragile, it made my chest ache. Then her lips parted, and her broken voice slipped through, soft and heavy with tears.

"Please... help me."

The words stirred something sinful in my body. I felt like a bastard for thinking about her like this; she was already in such a pitiful condition, but my heart was screaming to claim her, make her cry for him.

Her gaze wandered, falling from my face, down my body, then back up to my throat. Heat rushed into me, so fierce it made my pulse thunder against her stare.

When her hand reached for my throat and tugged at the hem of my shirt, instinct broke through me. I caught her wrist gently but firmly, stopping her hand from going further.

"Selene," I said with a hoarse voice, "you’re not in your mind."

But she only whimpered, soft, pitiful sounds that shattered me, like I was bullying her and denying her right. Her body shifted restlessly, trembling, and her voice broke again.

"Please... help me... it hurts so much."

Her arms slid around my neck, pulling herself closer. My breath tangled in my chest as her face lifted, her lips brushing against the mask that covered me. And then... she touched her lips to mine.

I froze. Time itself froze around us.

Her tears were wet against my skin, her trembling mouth pressed to me, and for a moment I couldn’t breathe.

The mask left nothing hidden where it mattered; her lips still found mine, soft and searching. My heart jolted, my grip loosened, and all the walls I had built inside me crumbled at once.

I told myself I should pull away. But I didn’t. I couldn’t.

Instead, I let my lips move.

At first it was just a lie I whispered to myself, but soon it wasn’t a lie anymore. My lips pressed harder, answering hers, deepening the kiss that had started so fragile. Heat burned through me as if my blood itself caught fire.

Selene didn’t know how to kiss; she only stayed pressed against me, trembling and helpless.

But I guided her. My lips moved with hers, coaxing and teaching, and when she finally responded, my heart nearly broke from the flood of emotion.

Her arms clung tighter around my neck desperately, needing me. My hands rose without thought, tangling into her damp hair, sliding gently through the strands.

I stroked them carefully, as if each lock would break in my fingers. All while my mouth moved against hers, drinking in her sweetness, tasting something I had never known in my entire life.

The world disappeared. There was only her lips, her tears, and her trembling breath mixing with mine.

I kissed her deeper, my tongue tracing hers, and every moment felt like drowning, like falling endlessly into her.

For the first time in my life, I felt alive and undone in the same breath.