Chapter 214
Someone.
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Zayn.
He had just walked in through the main doors, and the moment my eyes landed on him, everything inside me stilled–like my body
forgot how to function for a second.
He looked so unfairly good that it felt like the air got knocked out of my chest.
His black shirt was fitted enough to show every line of muscle across his chest and abdomen, the kind that hinted rather than screamed, elegant in its own quiet confidence. The first two buttons were undone, revealing a sliver of warm skin and the faintest edge of his collarbone. A dark tailored jacket rested over his shoulders, making him look sharper, taller, like he owned the room
without even trying.
His hair–usually a mess from training or running between classes–was pushed back, slightly tousled but intentional, just enough to make him look effortlessly dangerous. And his eyes… gods, his eyes. That deep, storm–grey eyes that always seemed to see through me scanned the room slowly, and there was a tension in his jaw, a focus to him, like he was trying not to think too hard but failing.
He hadn’t even seen me yet.
And still, my whole body reacted.
Heat crawled up my neck, my heart stumbling into a faster rhythm without asking my permission. My wolf lifted her head, alert,
restless, almost aching at the sight of him.
I froze where I stood–halfway between my friends and Kael–unable to take another step in either direction.
Because now he was here.
And suddenly, approaching Kael didn’t feel so important anymore.
And then… he finally noticed me.
It happened in an instant–his gaze sweeping over the room, distracted, disinterested even, until suddenly it wasn’t. Until it landed
on me.
His whole expression shifted, like someone had quietly flipped a switch inside him. The line of his shoulders straightened. His attention snapped into focus. And without a single moment of hesitation, he started walking toward me.
Not fast. Not slow. Just steady, deliberate, with that kind of confidence he didn’t even know he carried–like the crowd was nothing
but shadows parting for him.
I couldn’t move.
Hell, I couldn’t even breathe. My lungs refused to cooperate, my feet rooted themselves to the polished floor, and all I could do was
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watch him get closer and closer, each step somehow louder in my chest than the music pulsing through the auditorium.
By the time he reached me, my pulse was chaos.
And then he smiled.
That smile.
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The one that always got me. The one he rarely showed anyone else. A little crooked, a little wicked, soft around the edges but sharp
enough to make my stomach flip. The one I’d missed more than I should admit.
“You look beautiful,” he said–low, warm, too sincere to handle.
Heat spread across my cheeks instantly. I tried to look away, but that only made it worse. I stared down at the floor like it could
hide the way my face was practically on fire.
“Thank you,” I murmured, barely above a whisper.
Before I could even try to get myself under control, his hand lifted–warm, steady, familiar–and he gently cupped the side of my
face, tilting it upward until I had no choice but to look at him.
His touch alone sent a shiver down my spine.
“Why so nervous, baby?” he asked, voice dropping into that maddeningly confident tone, a cocky smile tugging at his lips.
Gods, that smile.
I rolled my eyes–mostly because if I didn’t, he’d see exactly how much power he still had over me.
“I’m not nervous,” I muttered.
“Sure you’re not,” he said, leaning in just enough for his breath to brush my cheek, eyes shining with smug amusement.
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