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Chapter 88
~Dristan’s POV~
I couldn’t stop thinking about that kiss.
Valerie’s lips had burned against mine days ago, and yet the sensation still lingered like it just happened.
I told myself to forget it. Over and over again. I did not need that distraction, even though I had been the one to initiate the kiss.
I didn’t deserve it or her.
I trained harder, sparred until my knuckles bled, and repeated every commandment drilled into me by my father until my ears rang with them.
Do not lose control.
Do not show weakness.
Do not forget your place.
And yet...
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face. Every time I tried to focus, I felt her hands in my hair, and the sound of her breath caught in her throat. The way her eyes had widened when I kissed her.
I had kissed her like I needed to. Like I was afraid I’d never get the chance again.
And she hadn’t stopped me. Valerie had kissed me back.
And then... nothing.
No answers. No words. We haven’t spoken about it till now. I could sense she was stressing about something. Deep down I hoped it was our kiss and not. Why? I couldn’t stomach hurting her.
But then I wanted and needed her. To feel Valerie’s body beneath mine while I showered her with kisses, to hear her sweet moans when my hands roamed her skin and massaged her lovely c-cup breasts and milky thighs...
I swallowed, taking in a deep breath to calm my body and my desires. Soren was surging with need inside me.
We both needed our mate, but everything was just too confusing for her, and I hated how Valerie didn’t bother to come to me for help.
All I got was just distance. It was maddening.
I decided to go to class; that way, I could distract my mind from these sinful thoughts.
Soren had been restless all morning, pacing in circles inside me like a caged beast. It was a constant hum beneath my skin, like lightning under the surface, like I was going to split open if I didn’t find her.
When I didn’t see Valerie in Psychology Class, I gave up.
No one questioned when I walked out. No one dared.
My steps were heavy as I made my way back to the shared house reserved for the Alpha heirs. I wasn’t thinking straight, not really.
All I knew or wanted then was a cold bath to calm me down and my sweet pill, Valerie. But as soon as I crossed the southern archway of campus to the dorms, Soren stilled. Alert.
Her faint scent assaulted my nostrils. Just ahead.
"What’s she doing here?" I muttered, slowing down.
I followed the trail until the house came into view, but my instincts told me not to step out in the open.
So I veered off, ducking into the row of thin trees that lined the west side of the house—barely there, but just enough for me to disappear.
That’s when I saw her.
And she wasn’t alone. She was with Axel.
"She’s mine," Soren howled. "She kissed us first."
Desperate. Unstable. And worse—weak.
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