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91. Knife Edge (Lexi POV)
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Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 92. (Luke POV)
I was jolted awake, my pulse racing as an unmistakable sensation surged through me. The primal currents of intimacy—desire, pleasure, connection—ricocheted inside me, intensifying as they looped through the invisible mate bond that tethered me to Clay and Lexi. For a moment, I basked in it, letting the warmth of their love wash over me. It felt like I was touching the very essence of their connection, a secondary participant in a private act.Excitement swelled within me. Eager to join them, I sprang from the couch, my bare feet barely touching the ground as I darted through the house. My heart pounded in my ears like a rhythmic drumline, each beat echoing my escalating anticipation. I scanned every room, my eyes darting from corner to corner, but found no trace of them. Living room, empty. Kitchen, vacant. Our bedroom, untouched. Bathroom, quiet and dark.They weren't here.A knot tightened in my stomach, my earlier enthusiasm ebbing away, replaced by a cold tide of disappointment
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 93. (Clay POV)
As I worked in the dim light of my office, a gentle wave of tranquility pulsed through the mate bond. I felt Lexi's and Luke's consciousness drift toward sleep, and I couldn't help but smile. It was a moment of pure, unfiltered peace that we all desperately needed. I glanced at the clock and noticed it was well past dark.I closed the ledger I was poring over, capped my pen, and went outside. The sight that met me was so idyllic it almost stole my breath away. Lexi and Luke were nestled together in the hammock, their faces calm. Luke's lips rested on Lexi's forehead. The same blanket that he had earlier used as an emotional shield now wrapped around them, becoming a part of this beautiful scene.My heart swelled at the view. How quickly despair could be turned into hope, fear into comfort. Walking over to them, I gently shook Luke's shoulder. His eyes fluttered open, blinking awake with surprising grace."Hey, man, let's go inside. I won't fit on that with y'all," I softly suggested,
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 94. (Lexi POV)
Heat enveloped me, and as I stirred awake, I felt as though I were tucked inside a furnace. Both Luke and Clay were practically lying on top of me, their arms cocooning me tightly as if shielding me from some invisible danger."Guys, you've gotta let me up, or I might just wet the bed like a three-year-old," I joked.Their grips slackened almost simultaneously, and I wriggled out from between them, heading for the bathroom. The cold tile felt good against my feet, contrasting with the warmth I had just left.I caught sight of myself in the mirror as I washed my hands and paused. The woman staring back at me looked older, her eyes reflecting a kind of wisdom that wasn't there a month ago. I was no longer that wide-eyed college student; now, I saw a Luna in my reflection. My eyes landed on the mark on my neck. It occurred to me that Clay, despite feeling everything through our mate bond, wasn't marked like Luke and I were. A shadow of discontent crossed my mind.As I emerged from the ba
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 95. (Luke POV)
The silence in the office was almost a physical entity, thick and smothering, filled with tension that neither of us could articulate. My wolf prowled restlessly within me, its growls a ceaseless litany of disapproval and unease. Every fiber was screaming that Lexi shouldn't be out without us, not after what she'd been through. I looked at Clay, who seemed lost in a similar turmoil."Your wolf is uneasy too, isn't it?" I finally said, breaking the stifling silence.Clay nodded, his jaw clenched. "Can't blame him, considering.""I know," I sighed, feeling like an iron band was constricting around my chest. "But she needs this, Clay. She needs her freedom, her space.""Yeah," he said softly, almost wistfully. "Doesn't make it easy, though."We tried to work. We really did. But every document I looked at, every email I tried to compose, the words swam in front of my eyes, transforming into a jumbled mess that made no sense. My thoughts drifted back to Lexi, to the way her eyes twinkled w
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 96. Can We See The Dead Body Now?(Lexi POV)
The car ride back home was a mixture of excitement and, oddly enough, tension. Moro's revelation left me oscillating between shock and a newfound closeness. It was like stumbling upon an old photograph you never knew existed. When we pulled into the driveway, the trunk full of shopping bags and one oddly wrapped package, I could feel my anticipation building. Moro popped the trunk, and we began hauling our finds inside. I gripped the enigmatic, heavily wrapped package tightly, its form secure yet oddly shapeless under its multiple layers of bags. I headed straight for the bedroom, the mysterious package swinging lightly in my arms. I set it down on the bed with a sense of reverence. Then I turned to help Moro hang the cascade of new clothes in my closet. The colors and fabrics spoke of future days, of experiences not yet lived. There was an undeniable thrill in that, a promise of something more. As we were knee-deep in a sea of tissue paper and new clothes, Luke walked into the roo
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 97. (Clay POV)
As I stood there, my parents' car idling on the gravel path that led away from our home, the atmosphere felt thick with the unspoken, charged with emotions that words could barely contain. My dad's eyes met mine, a world of understanding exchanged in that glance. "Call anytime, son," he said, the simple words carrying a lifetime of meaning.Meanwhile, my mother was a whirlwind of maternal wisdom, dispensing advice to Lexi and Luke as if her words could form a protective shield around them. Her voice was tinged with a loving concern that only a mother could offer, and it settled in the pit of my stomach, a poignant reminder of the ephemeral nature of these family gatherings.As I tried to absorb the emotional textures of the moment, I noticed Luke lean down to whisper something to Lexi. I didn't need to hear the words; Lexi's face, her eyes, told me everything. I could see her nod softly, her eyes meeting Luke's in a moment of mutual understanding, and my heart sank.Soon after my pare
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 98. Like My Life (Luke POV)
I stormed into the house, my fingers clenched around the keys until they bit into my palm. With a frustrated growl, I hurled them across the room. They collided with the wall, scattering in different directions, like my thoughts.Like my life.I sank down onto the edge of the bed, my head dropping into my hands.How did I let myself slide back into this darkness? I was furious, not just at the world, but at myself. Clay had a point, as much as I hated to admit it. His words replayed in my head, each syllable like a hammer strike, shaping the metal of my regret. But what hurt most was Lexi. The silence from her was the deepest cut, severing something inside me that I didn't even know was vulnerable. Through our mate bond, I sensed a cloud of mixed emotions—anger, disappointment, sadness. Was it hers or mine? Maybe both.The door opened quietly, and Clay walked in. I felt his presence fill the room, a bittersweet blend of ease and conflict. I moved to stand up, to put distance between
Rival Alphas: Dance of Desire 99. (Luke POV)
The tension in the room was so thick it was almost tangible, suffocating me with every breath I took. Clay's furious gold eyes bore into mine before he yelled, "Luke, get the fuck over here and help!""She won't let me," I stammered, my voice cracking under the weight of my guilt and shame.Before I knew it, Clay had me by the collar and was dragging me over to where Lexi sat, her eyes averted, her body trembling like a leaf in a violent storm. He pushed my hand onto hers, forcing me to apply pressure to the towel wrapped around her wounded fingers. "Don't fucking move," he commanded, before disappearing out of the bathroom.I looked at Lexi, but she wouldn't meet my gaze. She was shaking, her face pale, her eyes hidden under her long, black eyelashes. It was like being stabbed in the heart. The physical sensation of her emotional pain rippled through our mate bond, each pulse feeling like a gut punch I fully deserved."I'm sorry, I'm so sorry," I whispered, leaning down to gently li
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