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Lessia's POV

His gazes were hard to hold. I kept staring away, stealing glances of the hall outside behind us. My mood was a conundrum of fear, shock, and a feeling of tension that rippled from right between my hips to my heart.

My breasts were pressed on his chest, as he continued to pull me towards him. His fingers were cold on my skin, sending through me a shiver that shook me to the depths of my foundation.

We were this close, yet our minds were miles apart, yet our worlds were different, even though they may have seemed to collide.

I suddenly forgot about all the anger I felt. I wanted him, I craved for him, my wolf leaped for joy at his touch. His breath on my skin set me on fire. I was like a prey waiting for be devoured by her predator.

I didn’t dare move, even if I wanted to, my legs were stuck, as every other part of my body all ready stood still, waiting for Kian to act.

My heart was beating fast and I knew he was aware of it as his blue eyes penetrated deep within me. On