The Alpha's Silent Bride: Seventh Time's The Charm novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32: 032: Truth Laid Bare

~ RONAN ~

She nods, a small but certain movement, her eyes soft and trusting. A taste, that’s what I told myself. Just one taste of her lips. That’s all. But the moment my lips meet hers, that plan falls apart.

Her lips are soft, warm, and inviting, reminding me of what it feels like to have adrenaline being pumped into my system, to have my blood gushing hot, to have Kael sinking and swimming in my head, all calm and coy... to have the world disappear before me, to see shooting stars.

I kiss her deeper, my mouth crashing against hers with all the hunger I’ve been holding back. Fuck. She tastes even better than I had imagined. Sweet, addictive, and far too easy to lose myself in.

I thread my fingers gently into her hair, tilting her head as I slow it down again, savoring every second.

She nibbles innocently on my bottom lip, and fuck, that little move shoots straight to my dick.

A low groan escapes me before I can stop it. The sweetness from moments ago is quickly burning into something hotter. I kiss her harder, my hand sliding to the back of her neck as I pull her closer, deepening the kiss until I can feel her breath hitch against my mouth.

Every soft, shy movement she makes is driving me insane.

By the goddess, I want more. I want to taste everything she can give me and then take even more. I know this isn’t going to stop here — I’m going to need all of her. The sudden dark urge hits hard: the need to wreck her, ruin her, taint every last bit of innocence she has and drag her into my world.

"Fuck," I growl, pulling back as fast as I can.

But it’s already too late.

My fangs had brushed her bottom lip during the kiss. A thin line of blood wells up, bright and tempting against her swollen mouth. My eyes lock onto it, chest heaving as I fight the overwhelming hunger surging through me.

"I’m sorry..." I say. "I didn’t intend to..."

"It’s fine," she immediately signs back, already licking the blood off her lips. I lean in closer, trying to get a better look at the cut, my stomach twisting. Maybe I should call Elias...

"It’s fine, Ronan," she says again. "It’s not that deep... and it doesn’t hurt."

The relief that washes over me is instant. I let out a shaky breath and gently cup her cheek, my thumb brushing just beneath the tiny wound.

I pull back slightly, still cradling her face in my hands, my thumb gently stroking her cheek. My voice is low but steady as I look into her eyes.

"I need you to know that I’m never going to hurt you. Not for any reason. I can say this a thousand times, and I will — even if you want me to swear it by the Moon Goddess, I would.

I need you to be completely honest with me. I don’t care what happened in your old pack. It’s understandable if you’re still protecting people. I’m not going to force you against your will, and I’ll respect whatever choice you make. I won’t cross those boundaries.

But here... you’re in my pack. Under my care. And as much as I can say I run a good pack, not everyone wants me as Alpha. Eventually, when you’re ready, we’re going to wed. You’ll be my Luna. That means some of them will try to use you to get to me — one way or another.

So I need you to be completely honest with me, Roselle. Always."

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