Chapter 108
Chapter 108
Trista’s POV
The mattress sagged. My wrists were securely pinned, unable to brace myself, unable to turn over.
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I lay on my back beneath him in the most intimate, yet most humiliating position. Blood rushed to my face. Shame and fury exploded simultaneously.
I gritted my teeth, my voice shaking but clear. “Cassian, let me up p>
Cassian used one hand to pin my wrists above my head, the other clamping my waist, his grip impossibly steady.
The mattress bowed beneath my back. He forced my breathing to follow his rhythm.
He was too close.
The scent of alcohol, mixed with his typically familiar scent, rushed over me, but it was torn apart by a sharper aroma-
The pheromones of an Alpha pushed to the extreme, like burning iron, tinged with possession and restlessness, forcing its way into my nostrils.
The back of my neck prickled. The site of the mating bond pulsed with a dull ache, like an old wound repeatedly exposed.
His eyes were fiercely red.
The redness wasn’t intoxication; it was the color of the wolf–the instinct, caged too long and ready to smash through the bars, was surging.
He stared down at me, his pupils tightened into vertical slits, flickering in the dim light.
I stared back, refusing to yield.
Our gazes locked, tearing at each other in silence. The first to look away would lose.
The boundary of his control began to erode under the heat. His breathing deepened, a low, guttural sound caught in his chest–the precursor to a wolf’s pounce.
The next second, he lowered his head.
The instant he drew close, my neck muscles clenched.
The mating bond felt like a plucked string. A sharp ache shot down my spine. That familiar pull was undeniable: my body remembered who he was before my mind did, remembering his pheromones as comfort, as belonging.
But now, that string was frayed by Samantha. The corrupted vow still responded faintly, but it could never return to full resonance.
As our breaths mingled, I jerked my head away.
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His lips didn’t meet mine; they grazed my jawline in a light, shallow kiss.
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The touch, so soft and close, felt like an insult: he was stimulating my instinct at the lowest possible cost, forcing me to acknowledge that the bond he had ruined still existed.
I struggled violently, biting down hard on his shoulder.
My teeth pierced the skin. I tasted blood.
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The blood mixed with his scent, rushing into my throat, igniting my wolf like fire. My chest tightened–my instinct was responding, wanting to memorize this taste deeper.
But the hatred was stronger.
Cassian hissed at the pain, but didn’t release me. Instead, his throat worked, swallowing a raw, uncontrolled growl.
His eyes flared with a scorching desire. His pheromones thickened, wrapping around me like a tide, trapping me in the net of his breath and scent.
His voice was hoarse and exploratory, part coaxing, part commanding. “Don’t leave tonight p>
He paused, his breath warm against my ear. “I’ll run the water… take a shower p>
I knew he had been drinking heavily tonight.
But whether he was truly drunk or pretending, he couldn’t forget who tore the contract to shreds.
I couldn’t stay.
I stared into his eyes, forcing my scent to compress, refusing to let him dictate my pheromones.
My voice was cold, clear, and complete, like a knife tip pressed back to his throat. “Cassian. Aren’t you afraid of hurting Samantha by doing this p>
He flinched at the name, his movements freezing for half a beat.
He slowly propped up his upper body. The weight pinning me shifted.
I immediately seized the opportunity, pulling free and rolling off the bed.
Just as I expected, the moment I mentioned Samantha, he backed away.
That instant of retreat was a slap in the face, making me feel clearer and more humiliated.
I fought down the churning emotion, turning to walk out.
In the living room, Cassian chased me down, blocking my way like an unmoving door. “It’s a holiday. Was it appropriate for you to bring up termination in front of my family p>
His slow, measured tone carried an accusation. That accusation sparked in my chest, instantly igniting all the suppressed anger.
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I looked up and challenged him, my voice trembling but whole. “You crossed boundaries outside and kept Samantha and her pup nearby. Did you find that inappropriate? What’s inappropriate about me asking for termination p>
Mentioning Samantha and Algernon made Cassian frown.
When he spoke again, his voice held clear impatience. “I won’t explain the Samantha situation again. You can fight with me anytime you want. But it’s a holiday, and I won’t have the elders lose their peace over us p>
I took two steps back, looking at him like a stranger.
I could barely believe that was his justification.
My voice tightened, constricted by an invisible force. “You hurt Attwater for the woman you love. He was up all night tossing and turning from the pain. My parents, at their age, had to take turns caring for him. When I left home, the house was cold and empty. No one was in the mood to celebrate p>
By the end, my chest felt hollowed out. My heart ached for my family. My eyes were hot, and my voice cracked. “You know it’s a holiday. You want your family to get through the day peacefully p>
I raised my voice, throwing all my misery back at him. “Are your family members family, and mine are not p>
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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.