Regis
I stood beside the bed, watching Eileen sleep in the soft lamplight. Her breathing had finally evened out, her small body curled on its side, one hand tucked beneath her check. She looked impossibly young like this, fragile in a way that made my chest ache with the need to protect her from everything–from the cruelty of her family, from wolves like Andrew, from a world that had taught her she wasn’t worth defending.
Yet beneath that fragility, I’d seen steel. She’d walked into my rage today, knelt before my half–shifted form without flinching, and brought me back from the edge of murder with nothing but her voice and her trust. She was stronger than she knew, and I would spend however long it took making sure she believed
She chose us, Valdor rumbled with deep satisfaction, the wolf finally at peace after weeks of restless prowling. She trusts us to keep her safe.
know, I thought back, my hand hovering over her hair before I gently brushed a strand from her face. And I won’t fail her.
‘d been about to leave, to give her space to rest, when her eyes fluttered open. For a moment she just looked at me, her gaze soft and unguarded, and then
the whispered, “Stay.”
I’m not going anywhere, I promised, settling carefully on the edge of the bed.
She shifted closer, her hand finding mine. ‘Regis… I don’t want to wait anymore. Her voice was quiet but steady. “I choose you. Not because of the baby, not because I’m scared or alone. Because I trust you. Because when I think about my future, I want you in it.”
My breath caught. “Eileen-”
I’m ready,” she said, and the certainty in her eyes undid me completely. “I want this. I want us.”
The joy that surged through me was almost overwhelming. I cupped her face, my thumb brushing her cheek. “Are you absolutely sure? Because once we do
his-
I’m sure.” She leaned into my touch. “I’ve never been more sure of anything.”
kissed her then, slow and deep, pouring everything I felt into it–my gratitude, my desire, my absolute devotion. She melted against me with a soft sound hat made Valdor growl in approval, her fingers curling into my shirt.
Let me take care of you, I murmured against her lips, and she nodded, her cheeks flushing as I carefully began unbuttoning her shirt. I took my time. kissing each new inch of skin I revealed, worshipping her with hands and mouth until she was trembling beneath me, her breath coming in short gasps
When she was finally bare before me, I had to pause just to look at her–the gentle swell of her belly where our child grew, the soft curves of her body, the way she watched me with darkened eyes, nervous but trusting. “You’re beautiful, I said roughly, and when she tried to look away, embarrassed, I caught her chin. I mean it, Eileen. Every part of you,”
I stripped quickly, watching her eyes widen as she took me in, and I saw the flicker of nervousness class her face when her gaze dropped to my cock, already hard and straining toward her. “We’ll go slow, I promised, settling between her thighs. If anything hurts, you tell me Understood?
“Yes,” she whispered, and then, bolder, “I trust you.”
Those three words nearly broke me. I kissed her again, deep and consuming, while my hand slid between her legs, finding her already slick and warm. She gasped into my mouth when I stroked her, her hips lifting instinctively toward my touch, and I groaned at how responsive she was, how perfectly het body opened for me.
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Chapter 71
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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