Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien) novel Chapter 185

Chapter 185

Tamara POV

My mouth dropped for the second time. Bought a house? “Bought a house? What do you mean? Were you purchasing a house when you should be doing your assignment? And why did you buy a house? You are staying in a dorm!”

He laughed as he took the box out of my hand and placed it on the desk. After that, he held my wrist, pulled me to the bed and made me sit down next to him. I scooted away despite the bond working strongly. His lips tugged up into a beautiful smile. God, why was his smile so lovely? Like I could forget the world when I looked at his lips.

“That dorm is too cramped for me, and this one is too cramped for you,” he explained.

“Whoa!” I rasped. “Wait here, Mr. Erikson. I am not moving with you anywhere. I’ll be staying right in this dorm. If I had to stay.

house, then I would have continued to be in the house my father bought for us. So better don’t keep your hopes up.”

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In a flash of a moment, Matt was in front of me. He grabbed the back of my neck, and tilted his head in a way that his lips were only a breath away from mine. “My hopes will never die,” he said against my lips. “One day you will move in with me. And that day will come soon.” Saying that, he leaned over and kissed the side of my lips. My heart stammered in my rib so hard that I felt like it would jump in my mouth. I had never let anyone kiss me in my life, and I have no idea why. It was like I was waiting for him.

I stifled a moan. I wanted him to keep kissing me, hold me in his arms, and never leave me. But this was not what I had planned. I pushed him against his chest, but it felt like I was trying to push away a mountain. “You’re dreaming,” I managed to speak through the haze of my muddled–up mind. “I’ll never come to you. The last thing that can happen to me is you.”

His lips hovered over mine as his eyes drank my face, like he was trying to remember each and every line, every contour. “No, baby. I’m the best thing that will happen to you. I’m never going to leave you.” He leaned over my ear, and kissed my earlobe. Jolts of lightning bolted across my body. “And you know that you’re mine.”

Angel was practically prancing inside me. ‘Our mate is so handsome. He loves us so much,‘ she purred.

I clenched my teeth and inclined away from him. “High hopes, bear!” I moved away from him and got up, my body was covered in sweat. I just couldn’t let this happen anymore. I jumped out of the bed and grabbed my meal box to finish my food. We sat in silence for a while.

The night had turned colder, and I was still sitting there, eating my food furiously as Matt watched me. He’d made himself comfortable on my bed. The way he sat, casually propped up against my pillows, made me feel unsettled, even though I knew it was innocent. He took out his laptop, wore his glasses and switched it on. My breath lodged in my throat, seeing him in glasses. How could one look so magnificent in his glasses?

“So,” I asked, breaking the silence, my voice filled with curiosity and something I couldn’t figure, “How did you manage to buy a house so quickly? You’ve only been here for a couple of months.”

Matt shrugged, his eyes still on the screen. “I’ve had my eye on it for a while,” he said casually. “Saw it when I first got here. Perfect place, close to campus, and I knew it was right for us. Just had to make sure everything was in order.”

He made it sound so simple, but I couldn’t stop wondering–how had he gotten everything in place so fast? Buying a house was no small thing, especially without making a big deal out of it. But of course, it was Matt. When he set his mind to something, he always found a

way.

I leaned back against my desk, crossing my arms. “Well, good for you. I’m not moving in with you,” I muttered, more to myself than him. “This dorm is my home. I like it here.” I really needed him to understand this. I. Won’t. Move. With. Him.

Matt paused, turning slightly to face me. There was a quiet intensity in his eyes that made my heart skip à beat. “If you won’t move into the house with me,” he said, his voice low, “Then I’ll just have to stay here with you. In the dorm. You know that I won’t stay in my dorm.”

My eyes widened, and I could feel my face heat up at the thought. “What?” I asked, trying to sound more confident than I felt. “You can’t just stay here, Matt. This is not allowed. This is my dorm.”

He grinned, looking utterly pleased with himself. “Why not?” he said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “I’ll make do. It’s no problem. But you’ll have to get used to it. I’m not going anywhere, Tamara. Not until you say yes. And you know that most boys sneak in here to be with their girlfriends after dark.”

That was true. I had seen many boys sneaking in all the time. “You’re impossible,” I muttered under my breath, trying to act unaffected. But inside, I could feel my resolve crumbling. Every word, every look, every smile from him was like a weight I couldn’t escape. The pull between us was undeniable.

I sighed, rubbing my temples. “Fine. But you’re staying only for tonight,” I said reluctantly. “We’re finishing these assignments, and then

you’re out of here.”

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Matt chuckled, his voice soft but full of affection. “Deal.” He returned to his laptop, but not before giving me a wink that made heart race again. I knew that there was no deal when it came to him. He did things his way. After all, he was the Alpha of his pack. Very dominant, very possessive.

As we worked through the assignments together, I found myself feeling strangely comfortable. I could feel the weight of the day lifting off my shoulders as the quiet of the room settled around us. I felt… relaxed. All the anxiety in me vanished.

Then, to my surprise, Matt stretched out on my bed, making himself comfortable again. He patted his lap as if offering it as a cushion. “Come on,” he said with a playful smile, looking at me through his glasses. “You look exhausted. Why don’t you rest your head for a bit?”

I looked at him, my heart skipping. “I’m fine,” I said, but my body was already moving toward him, too tired to argue. I settled down next to him, my head gently resting in his lap. The softness of the fabric under my cheek made me close my eyes for a moment, letting his scent and warmth surround me.

His fingers gently ran through my hair, and I couldn’t help the soft sigh that escaped my lips. It was nice, this quiet moment. Too nice. His touch was soothing, his presence felt comforting, like I was finally home. “You know,” he said softly, breaking the silence, “You’re such a baby. Keep resisting me. It won’t work.”

blinked, staring up at him. The connection between us, the bond I kept trying to deny, seemed to be growing stronger, undeniable with every passing minute. “It will,” I whispered, the words slipping from my lips before I could stop them.

His eyes softened, and he leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead. “I’m just here, Tamara. Nothing more, nothing less.”

But it wasn’t nothing. It was everything.