Chapter 289
Aurora
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Before I could find my voice, he spoke first.
“Long time no see, princess.”
His voice was smooth, almost amused, as he stepped fully into the room and closed the door behind him. The sound echoed louder than it should have. He didn’t rush. He never did. Every movement was slow, deliberate, like he knew there was nowhere for me to go. Instinct took over and I stepped back, my spine brushing the edge of the bed.
“Where am I?” I demanded. My chest felt tight, breath coming too fast. “What did you do to me? What did you do to Zayn?”
The fear was there, sharp and undeniable, but so was the anger. It crept into my voice, made it tremble.
He tilted his head slightly, studying me like this was all deeply entertaining. “Probably sleeping beside you as we speak,” he said calmly, as if we were discussing the weather.
My stomach twisted.
“If you haven’t figured it out yet,” he continued, taking another step close “this is a dream.”
I stared at him, trying to find the crack in his words, the lie. “A dream?” I repeated slowly. “And why would I dream about you?”
That was when he laughed. Not loud. Not dramatic. A low, ugly sound that crawled under my skin.
“Because I wanted you to,” he said. “Zayn’s mind was too strong.” His eyes flicked over me, sharp and knowing. “But you… you didn’t even realize I was there. You just let me right in.”
The room seemed to close around us, the shadows stretching, the air thick and heavy. My heart pounded as I took another step back, even though I knew there was nowhere left to go. His presence pressed against me, not physically, but in a way that made my skin prickle and my thoughts feel too loud.
“You don’t get to do this,” I said, forcing the words out. “You don’t get inside my head.”
He smiled then, slow and cruel. “I already did.”
The lamp flickered, the light wavering, and for a moment the room felt uneal–like it might dissolve if I blinked too hard. But he remained solid. Watching. Waiting.
“What do you want?” My voice came out low, controlled, even though my heart was trying to claw its way out of my chest.
His mouth curved, not into a smile but something close enough to mock ane.
“You broke our agreement,” he said. “I told you to stay away from Zayn. You didn’t listen.”
He moved as he spoke, unhurried, pacing a slow circle around me. Every step felt deliberate, calculated.
“Now Father’s been searching for him across the country,” he continued. knew he’d be with you. He always would be.”
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Chapter 289
He stopped directly in front of me. Too close. His eyes locked onto mine, sharp and intent.
“So tell me, princess,” he said quietly, each word spaced with care. “Where are you?”
I didn’t hesitate.
“No.”
The answer sat between us, firm and unyielding.
If he was disappointed, he didn’t show it.
Instead, his expression shifted into something almost entertained, as though my refusal had been expected–planned for.
“Right on time,” he said softly. “You were never going to give me anything willingly.”
He took a step closer. I felt the air change, the pressure building, but I stayed where I was. I wouldn’t give him that inch.
“You think this is a negotiation,” he went on. “That your consent matters. His head tilted slightly. “It doesn’t.”
My hands curled into fists at my sides.
“You don’t scare me,” I said, forcing the words out.
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That earned me a quiet laugh. “That’s what makes you interesting,” he replied. “You confuse courage with immunity.“.
His gaze swept over me, slow and assessing, like he was studying the edges of something fragile.
“Dreams are easy to slip into,” he added. “Thoughts leak through them. Even the strongest minds let their guard down when they’re asleep.”
A sharp pressure formed behind my eyes, subtle but unmistakable, like fingers brushing against the inside of my skull. I focused on one thing- one name–and held onto it like an anchor.
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The Human Among Wolves

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