The Human Among Wolves (Aurora) novel Chapter 215

Chapter 215

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As I opened my mouth to respond, he beat me to it.

“You wanna dance?”

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The question landed softer than I expected, almost casual–but something in his eyes wasn’t casual at all. Something in them was

focused, waiting, almost hungry for my answer.

For a second, I didn’t know what to say. My brain stalled. My chest ghtened. And in my panic, I glanced over my shoulder- searching for my roommates like they could somehow save me from my own racing pulse.

Riven, Mira, and Lira were already gone.

Well… not gone, but very obviously occupied. Riven was laughing with some tall guy in a midnight blue suit, her curls bouncing as he spun her. Mira was wrapped in a slow dance with a brunette who looked like he’d been waiting all night for her to say yes. And Lira–gods, Lira–was grinning ear to ear as some blond guy whispert something in her ear that made her turn pink.

Fantastic. Absolutely fantastic.

I turned back to Zayn.

He was still standing there, still waiting, hand extended toward me palm open, steady, patient in a way that somehow made my

stomach twist even more.

“Say yes.”

The voice wasn’t his.

It hit me from the inside–warm, fierce, impossible to ignore.

My wolf.

The same voice that had been pacing silently for a week finally brok through, her demand sharp and clear.

My breath caught.

Not now.

Not here.

Not-

But she didn’t care.

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“Rory?” Zayn said softly, brow arching just a little, concern mixing with something else I couldn’t quite name. “You okay?”

“Say YES.”

Her voice pushed again–stronger this time, like she was done being quiet, done pretending she wasn’t there.

I bit down on my lower lip hard enough to feel it, trying to steady myself, but it didn’t help. Zayn’s hand was still right there.

Waiting. Inviting. Warm.

I swallowed.

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And before I could talk myself out of it–or before my wolf could shove me into doing something reckless–I slowly lifted my hand.

His eyes flicked down for the briefest moment as my fingers brushed his.

And then I closed my hand around his.

A spark shot up my arm, sharp and hot, like touching him flipped some invisible switch inside me.

His fingers curled around mine in a firm, confident hold.

And gods…

The way he looked at me in that moment-

Like I’d just handed him something far more important than a simple dance.

Zayn didn’t pull me toward the center of the room right away.

He just held my hand for a moment–like he needed to make sure I wouldn’t disappear if he let go too quickly.

Then, finally, he guided me toward the dance floor.

His palm slid along my lower back as he stepped in behind me, warm and steady, the contact alone enough to make my breath

hitch. The music shifted to something slow, deep, something that wrapped around us like a spell.

He turned me gently to face him.

And just like that, the world got smaller–until it was only him.

Only us.

His hands settled on my waist, fingers spreading like he needed all of me under his palms, Instinctively, my hands found his

shoulders. Hard. Broad. Warm even through his shirt.

He drew me a little closer.

Not enough to touch fully.

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Just enough to make it impossible to breathe normally.

“F**k,” he breathed under his breath, eyes dragging down my face like he couldn’t help himself. “You look unreal.”

It had been five seconds.

I blinked up at him. “You just said that.”

“And I’ll say it again.” His voice dropped lower, like a secret. “You look beautiful.”

My cheeks flamed. I looked down–again–and immediately felt his fingers slide under my chin, lifting my face to his.

“Hey,” he murmured. “Don’t look away from me.”

I swallowed. “I wasn’t-”

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“You were,” he said, smile tugging at one corner of his mouth. “And you’re cute when you lie.”

My wolf practically purred.

We started to sway–slow, easy, like the music didn’t matter as much as the way he held me. His thumbs brushed my waist in slow

arcs, like he didn’t even know he was doing it.

Then-

“You smell good,” he said, lowering his head slightly toward me.

I blinked. “Zayn-”

“I’m serious,” he whispered, leaning just a bit closer. “You always do Drives me crazy.”

That was compliment number three.

Maybe four.

I didn’t even know anymore.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” I muttered, trying for a teasing tone, but the words came out breathier than intended.

“No,” he said softly, eyes locked on mine. “It’s a problem for me. A big one.”

My heart was doing an actual marathon.

He kept talking–because of course he did.

“You look gorgeous in blue,” he added gently. “Saw you from the door and almost tripped.”

I stared at him. “You did not.”

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“Baby,” he said with a low laugh, “I almost ate the floor.”

My face burned again. I hated that he noticed,

He loved that he noticed.

“And your hair…” He reached out, brushing a loose strand behind my ear with surprising tenderness. “Perfect.”

Five seconds later:

“Your eyes are insane. You know that, right?”

And then:

“Don’t blush like that, you’ll kill me.”

And then:

“Hold on, come here- He tugged me just a bit closer, hand warm at my back. “Yeah. That’s better.”

By the time the song drifted into another slow one, my head felt warm and light and confused and way too full of him.

“You’re quiet,” he murmured, leaning close enough that his breath warmed my cheek. “Thinking about something?”

“Thinking you talk too much,” I tried to tease.

His grin was slow. Dangerous.

“You love it.”

I hated that he was right.

My wolf didn’t. She was practically rolling in the attention.

He spun me gently, catching my hand, pulling me back in with practiced smoothness–and when I collided with his chest, he

steadied me instantly.

“There she is,” he whispered, like the moment was his favorite thing he’d ever seen. “My girl.”

My breath caught. “Zayn-”

He didn’t push.

He didn’t say anything else.

He just held me.

And kept dancing with me like I was the only thing in the room worth looking at.