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“Then…” he whispered, lips just a breath from mine, “should we go to bed?”
The air between us thinned.
My heart slammed against my ribs, wild and fast like it had forgotten every rule it ever followed. His words shouldn’t have curled down my spine like they did. They shouldn’t have awakened that low, aching pull in my stomach–or that terrifying warmth unfurling in my chest like a flare ready to ignite.
“Have you lost your mind?!” I reached out to push his chest away but he pinned my hand beside my head.
“To sleep. I have to lose my mind?” he asked, the smell of coffee on his breath filling my lungs as my entire body froze at being handled by him this way, “From now on it’s just you and me behind this closed door. Every night. No one else.”
Every night? I flushed hard–freaking burned–from my neck to my ears.
-You–are you on
drugs or something?! Let me go!” I struggled in his grasp and for some reason I felt no power in my limbs. What was this? I could easily break free but suddenly when it was him I could not do anything other than struggle. Could it be because of weakness due to blood loss? Whatever it was, the timing could not have been worse. I had to get away from him or my heat… What if my heat returned?! “Let goll” I growled, this time furiously.
He met my eyes without blinking, “Why? Didn’t you say you would start liking the watchdog if it showed his worth?” I froze mid struggle in surprise. He still remembered that? Was that why he was acting this way? But then again… had not I dug my own grave promising something like that? Liking the watchdog meant liking Ronan. And that was something that I could not
afford.
“About that…” I stammered, looking everywhere but at him. “I actually tried to like it but you know…”
“But what?” he raised anieyebrow, clearly not liking the way I was talking.
I quickly tried to think of something, anything to get out of this disaster. He felt like a sword at my throat, studying my every expression. So I blurted out whatever came to mind, “You are dude and I could not bring myself to like a dude.”
Ronan froze at my response for a moment before his eyes turned blank and he looked scary.
I secretly swallowed and summoned all my strength to yank my hands out of his grasp, pushed him away and quickly moved to any cupboard under his gaze.
I quickly pulled out my clothes for the night and exited the door without looking back. I did not stop until I was at the end of the corridor. It was completely empty and that’s when I stopped. I leaned against the wall and clenched my chest and tried to catch my breath. What was this feeling? I felt like crap treating him that way. I felt as if I had betrayed him or something. But what I did was for the best. I had to stay away from him or my disguise was at risk. It was my top priority, he was never a part of my plan or my aim then why did I feel this way?
For a long time I could not move until a shadow fell over me.
Phina awoke in my mind recognizing this presence. I slowly lifted my gaze to meet a pair of blue eyes. Dante.
I hadn’t expected to run into him.
Not here. Not like this.
He wasn’t wearing the elite jacket anymore. The crest had been stripped from his chest. And yet, somehow, he still looked like a member of the hierarchy – untouchable, unwervingly still
Our eyes locked and in that moment, I knew I should not be around this man. Especially after what happened.
“Running away?” he asked.
I had barely taken two steps away. Before I stopped and turned towards him, “Yeah, Fin not in the mood to be around.
He chuckled, “Met Evil” He stepped closer to ine, “Just this little incident has you scared of me? Seeing you stand in front of
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the Alpha instructors and fight to stop your expulsion, I felt as if you were a long shot racehorse. If you start getting scared this early, how are you going to stand the upcoming storm?”
Every word out of his mouth held a hidden meaning that made me uneasy on many levels. I stared deeply into his eyes and asked, “You don’t want me in this Academy, right?” as the words left my mouth, his expression changed. I guessed correctly. “Why?” I asked, talking a step closer to him, “it can not only be because I ruined your shirt on the day that I came here, right?” He stared at me coldly but I did not stop. “Tell me, why are you so eager to kick me out of this academy?”
“You should not have interfered.” he suddenly said, voice low but razor–sharp.
“What?” I cocked my brows.
He stepped forward, just once. Not enough to be threatening. But enough that the shadows didn’t hide his face anymore.
“You were expelled. But instead of yielding, you rebelled. You fight and you win. You challenged the will laid before you, like you thought you could outmaneuver fate.” His eyes pinned me in place. “But when someone dares to rise against what the threads that destiny has spun, they don’t just trip. They fall–hard. And when they fall, they drag others down with them.”
My spine stiffened. “What the hell are you talking about?”
He suddenly got closer to me and grabbed my arm, “I am saying that you fucked yourself,” fury burned in his eyes as he leaned down into my face and growled, “The count down has begun. “Disaster always follows those who think they can outrun destiny. And your density is no longer in control from now on.”
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