Chapter 72 Untouched
SERAPHINA
“Because I was saving myself for you.”
His words echoed inside me like a thunderclap.
What did he mean?
No, what could he mean?
My hand stayed pressed against his chest, feeling the fierce rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my palm. It wasn’t steady. Neither was mine, I could feel the frantic pulse hammering in my throat, wild and disorienting, like my body was no longer mine to command.
The air between us thickened–suffocating, charged. I couldn’t breathe properly. I couldn’t look away either. Those violet eyes..Goddess, they weren’t just looking at me; they were unraveling me.
Confusion twisted with something I didn’t dare name. My knees wobbled, my thoughts scattered like ash in the wind. I should’ve scoffed, I should’ve said something cold, sharp; anything to keep him from stepping closer.
But the words never came.
Instead, I stood there–stunned, burning, shaken–like he’d just confessed something far more dangerous than virginity.
Because he had…hadn’t he?
He hadn’t said. “I’ve never been with someone.”
He said, “I was saving myself for you.”
Me
“Are you are you saying this like a..” I hesitated. Like a confession of love? I couldn’t even bring myself to finish the sentence aloud.
He didn’t flinch. Didn’t look away. He just watched me as if every breath I took, every blink of my lashes, mattered.
My heartbeat raced like a wild horse, and my wolf…she was frozeh, breathless, staring at him like he was the Moon itself.
my skin. Not that ache in my chest. Not that fluttering
No, no, no. I wasn’t supposed to feel anything. Not that heat beneath vant deep in my core.
Then it hit me, how truly dangerous this moment was.
My hear and my wolf reacted like this, to him.
Not just anyone.
He was Alpha Ronan Volkstone. Mysterious. Lethal. Devastatingly, sinfully handsome. The man who saw through my disguise if it were made of anist and tore it away with such case, I couldn’t help but wonder if he’d always known I wasn’t a man, but
And now he stood here, saying he had saved himself for me?
A virgin?
An Alpha of all people, at twenty–four, still untouched?
With that face, that body, and all those Alpha hormones raging through han! He saved himself for me? Impossible
He had to be lying Playing with me. Testing my defenses.
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I slowly withdrew my hand from his chest. “I’ll pretend I never heard that, Alpha Ronan,” I said, forcing my gaze to break from his.
His breath ghosted over my face; hot, heady, tempting. “Pretending, or scared of your own feelings for me?”
My eyes snapped back to his. My heart thudded in panic as I blurted out, “Why would I feel anything for you? You’re just saying that because–because we’re stuck in this stupid cave, the rain hasn’t stopped, and you think this is some kind of
moment.
I stepped back. trying to put space between us, but he didn’t move.
Instead, he leaned in closer, his voice velvet–soft. “Some kind of moment? What kind is that, Seraphina?”
Heat flooded my
cheeks. Was he serious? Did he really want me to say it out loud?
“I don’t know,” I muttered, placing both hands on his chest to push him away. But he refused to budge, his body a wall against
mine.
“Why are you shying away?” he teased, voice low and dangerous, making my heart pound harder.
“I am not.
“You are. You think I’m saying all this just to get under your skirt? You believe I’m using this heat, this moment, to seduce you? To get you in my bed?”
He said it. What I’d been thinking. I swallowed hard and met his gaze.
“Isn’t that the truth?” I asked coldly. “Or do you actually expect me to believe that an Alpha like you is a virgin?”
He tilted his head slightly. “Is an Alpha being a virgin so hard to believe?”
“I’ve spent my youth training among males,” I replied tightly. “I know them better than they know themselves. Alpha or not, they can’t wait to come of age just to find something to fuck and blame it on their hunger, their wolf. The highlight of their lives? Their rut. Their sacred excuse to lure in she–wolves and devour them. You’re no different.”
I managed to edge away from him, barely an inch of space, but it felt like victory.
Then it hit me.
Why was I even arguing about this?
Why did I care?
His virginity had nothing to do with me.
And yet….
He listened in silence, calm and unblinking. Then, softly, “The males you trained with were part of the crowd. But the man standing before you…is Ronan Volkstone.” His voice dropped, rich and sensual. “And we Volkstones are born with a tendency. A sacred instinct.”
I held my breath.
“We are born to have eyes only for our fated mate. We remain untouched, pure. If we never find them, we stay celibate. But we do not betray our other half by crawling into another’s bed”
This words stole the air from my lungs. My gaze stayed locked with his, our breaths mingling, hearts pounding. His wolf stirred, inching closer to mine, curling around ine like smoke.
Iparted my hips, whispering. “Then you’re giving up on that tendency now?” I paused. “Standing this close to me, getting hard over me, touchung ine, saying all this—aren’t you betraying your mate?”
“Betray?” he repeated a crooked smile tugging at his lips. “What’s betrayal to you, Seraphina?” He leaned down, lips a breath
“This “Heathed, our mouths nearly brushing. “This is a betrayal”
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Ronan bit his lower lip, the look in his eyes wicked and tender all at once. He stepped in, erasing that last inch between us.
“There’s something else no one knows, Seraphina,” he murmured.
My heart skipped. My fingers curled into my pants.
“What is it?” I asked before I could stop myself.
“In our bloodline,” he said, locking his gaze with mine, “we don’t get our scent until our twenty–fifth birthday…”
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