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36. Perfect

Silvan’s POV

Esme was beautiful.

The drop-dead gorgeous kind. And if it had missed my eyes in my three years of watching her, it was impossible to see now.

Wrapped in the black dress that I had chosen with her beautiful hair curled up on her head, I found myself watching her every now and then.

I was unable to take my eyes off her. Perhaps it was the mate bond.

Her Lycan awakening meant that I could feel the pull even stronger. I felt it even in my sleep when the moon was at its strongest.

But my little princess was not ready. I knew that more than anyone. So I held back every time.

I saw her gaze rest on me for a little too long as I had some gelato. Swallowing had quickly become a chore, but if I wanted to keep seeing that look on Esme's face, I had to keep licking.

Her face flushed, and she glanced away while clumsily dropping her cutlery.

“Esme,” I called out, my lips curling up as her body jerked in response.

“You are not eating. Is the food not to your taste?”

She shook
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