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His pheromones drifted through the air, traveling along the fractured mating bond and seeping into my body, hitting my wolf head–on.
My breathing hitched.
I felt a slight tug on the bond, and a long–lost sense of “repair” began to spread through my bones.
It wasn’t violent, but it was undeniable–like parched earth finally being soaked by rain. It caught my wolf off guard, waking her up, making her instinctively want to crawl closer, to respond.
My body froze before my mind could react.
“Don’t p>
The protest was a whisper, and it lacked the conviction I’d started with.
Cassian felt my hesitation.
He leaned in closer, his head dipping toward the side of my neck.
His breath brushed against my skin, slow and disciplined, carrying pheromones he’d intentionally softened. It was as if he were checking my vitals, patiently waiting for my wolf to be the first to surrender.
The bond yanked again.
In that instant, my wolf’s rhythm was shattered.
A familiar sense of connection radiated from my scent gland; the instinct to heal and a lingering sense of dependency tangled together, sending my consciousness into a tailspin.
I was fighting him, yet I couldn’t cut off the response.
His hand settled on my waist.
He wasn’t rushed. He just let his palm follow the curve of my body, his heat soaking through the silk and into my
skin.
I felt my wolf shiver almost immediately–a tiny, visceral tremor, like a nerve being plucked.
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I ground my teeth, my fingertips digging into the vanity.
He let out a low, shaky breath.
I looked up and met his
eyes.
Cassian’s pupils were shifting.
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The disciplined human color was being bled away, the edges tightening and elongating into the vertical slits of a wolf.
He stared at me, his gaze dark and heavy, like he was fighting to keep something back while knowing full well that I could feel exactly what it was.
His thumb brushed against my waist.
Just once.
But it was enough to make me shudder.
My wolf gave him the answer he wanted instantly, and Cassian’s gaze darkened even further.
He leaned down and kissed me.
That was the key. One turn, and the entire mating bond was engaged.
My wolf let out a low, responsive whine before I could even try to stop it.
His lips slid along the corner of my mouth, trailing down to my jaw.
Our breaths Tangled, and my wolf continued to tremble under that slow touch, pushed closer and closer to the edge.
Cassian reached up, his hand clamping onto the back of my neck.
The move wasn’t brutal, but it carried the innate authority of an Alpha.
He leaned down and left a mark right over my scent gland.
His Alpha pheromones exploded, flooding my system through the mark and firmly anchoring the teetering mating bond.
The scent was familiar and overpowering, forcing my wolf to settle down–forcing her to accept his dominance once again.
My body gave a small jolt.
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It was the feeling of a bond being deepened against my will, like being violently pulled back onto a familiar track that was no longer safe.
The shadows from the doorway flickered.
In the bathroom, there was nothing but the sound of labored breathing and the mating bond- shattered and full of cracks, yet tightening silently in the dark.
The next time I woke up, it was mid–morning.
The curtains weren’t fully closed, and a sliver of daylight cut across the bedsheets, looking cold and lifeless.
I lay there for a few seconds before realizing I was still alive, still in this bedroom, still tethered by that bond.
As soon as I moved, a wave of discomfort crashed over me.
It wasn’t just soreness; it was a dull, hollow exhaustion, like I’d been hollowed out.
My scent gland felt swollen and raw, radiating a dull heat that forced me to keep my breathing shallow. I remembered last night almost instantly.
It wasn’t intimacy. It was a loss of control.
From the bathroom to the bedroom, then back to the bath–he had been like a beast ignited by pheromones, his wolf driven by the bond, refusing to stop.
I had fought him, but the bond kept dragging me back.
That “healing” sensation was a poison.
I closed my eyes, my fingers clutching the edge of the blanket.
The bedroom door clicked softly.
Cassian walked out of the dressing room, perfectly put together.
His suit was crisp, his collar buttoned to the top.
His Alpha scent was completely reined in, as solid and cold as iron–as if the chaos of last night had never happened.
He walked to the bedside. His disciplined fingers reached out to brush a strand of hair away from my chest, but his comm–stone suddenly chimed.
He paused, shot me a look, and stepped out of the room.
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I sat up in bed, watching his back.
For a second, I felt a surge of pure absurdity–that the man who had pinned me against the vanity and marked me like a prize wasn’t the same man as this calm, collected Alpha who always seemed to be in control.
My wolf’s hearing is sharp.
I heard every single word of his call with Samantha.
I heard him tell her, in that impossibly gentle tone, that he’d ordered a model warship for Algernon and that he’d be over soon to drop it off personally.
He even told her not to work too hard and to take care of the boy.
I gripped the blanket until my knuckles were white, my hands starting to shake.
It felt like an invisible hand was pressing down on my chest, making every breath harder than
the last.
Sara Lili
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.