Issac burst into his room, relief flooding his eyes as he spotted the figure he had been searching for all this while. "Maxi, where have you been all this time? I almost thought..." His words faded as he took in the sight before him. His belongings were strewn across the bed, and Maxi was hastily shoving clothes into an open bag.
He frowned. "What are you doing right now?" His tone was a mixture of confusion and concern, his eyes fixed on Maxi’s hurried actions.
The air was heavy with tension, yet Maxi’s resolve remained unwavering as she replied, "Sending you away while you still have time."
Despite the gravity of the situation, Maxi didn’t break her concentration, her hands moving swiftly as she packed his belongings. Her sole focus was on ensuring his departure was swift and safe.
Issac’s frustration was palpable as he sighed heavily, his hand instinctively reaching to pinch the bridge of his nose in exasperation. With determined strides, he crossed the space and abruptly seized the bag from Maxi’s hands, disrupting her workflow.
The sudden interruption caused Maxi to pause, her gaze flickering up to meet Issac’s with a mixture of surprise, and then annoyance. Tension crackled in the air, the silence punctuated only by the sound of their breathing.
Maxi glared at him, "Hand it over."
"I thought we already talked about this and we agreed that we were going to do this together," Issac reminded her, his voice tinged with disappointment.
"Yes, I must have been out of my mind at that time, and it wasn’t two days to Aldric’s release," Maxi retorted, her insides gnawing with anxiety.
She was not usually like this, but having a mate made her vulnerable in ways she never imagined. Maxi was once carefree and reckless, giving little thought to consequences or the well-being of others. But now, with Issac by her side, everything had changed. She had someone worth protecting, someone she cared deeply about.
Maxi couldn’t bear the idea of anything happening to Issac because of her mistakes — she betrayed Aldric. She would do whatever it took to keep Issac safe, even if it meant sacrificing her own happiness. She couldn’t risk losing him, not when he meant everything to her
"Honestly, aren’t you going about this the wrong way?" Issac suddenly said, arousing her attention
"What?"
"I’m the male here, I’m supposed to take care of —" Issac was still speaking when without a second thought, Maxi lunged forward, her movements swift and calculated, pinning Isaac against the cold, unforgiving wall.
"This is not about gender, idiot. I know Aldric enough and can take care of him which means I’m the one at most advantage."Maxi spat, her hand on his shoulder, pinning him and passing the message across.
Isaac’s eyes flashed with the challenge, and before Maxi could react, she was pinned against the wall, her hands restrained above her head. Leaning in close, Isaac growled defiantly, "I’m not weak. I can protect myself. I can stand up to Aldric just fine."
Maxi, unaccustomed to being overpowered, flashed a defiant expression at Isaac. They both engaged in a power struggle, each attempting to assert dominance. The fierce confrontation led to the destruction of nearby objects as they grappled with one another, their movements blurring in the intensity of their clash. Despite Maxi’s initial advantage, Isaac managed to overpower her by a stroke of luck.
He had her pinned flat on her back on the bed, his knee between her legs, and her hands firmly held down by him. Their faces were mere inches apart as they locked eyes, both drawing long, deep breaths. Maxi attempted to resist, but Isaac’s unexpected strength surprised her, evident by the look of shock on her face. Their chests rose and fell with each breath, and despite herself, Maxi couldn’t deny the allure of their position.
"Didn’t I tell you, I am strong too," Issac said, smug from his victory.
His gaze trailed down to the soft rise and fall of her chest, and a flicker of desire darkened his eyes. Isaac couldn’t deny the rush of arousal that surged through him whenever they engaged in such intense combat. Maxi was unlike any other female he’d encountered, consistently challenging him and igniting a primal response within him.
Maxi couldn’t ignore the shift in the atmosphere, her body tensing with anticipation. She felt a surge of excitement as she noticed how close Isaac’s powerful thighs were to her center, the mere thought of him pressing against her sending a thrilling shiver down her spine.
Their gazes locked like two magnets, unable to break away. Maxi’s deliberate lick across her lips elicited a low growl from Isaac, resonating deep within her. As they leaned in closer, on the brink of a passionate moment, a sudden commotion outside their door diverted their attention. Both jerked their heads in the direction of the disturbance.
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