His broad hand gently squeezed the delicate nape of her neck, his voice turning incredibly husky. "Let go."
Stella shook her head. "No."
Because they were pressed so closely together, shaking her head meant she was essentially nuzzling against his neck.
A low chuckle rumbled from above her.
Stella pressed her small face tightly against his chest, listening to his strong, steady heartbeat.
With just a slight lift of her eyes, she could see the tattoo on his neck.
She couldn't help but reach out and touch it. "Why are there ancient runes mixed into this tattoo?"
Before, she had thought it was just the trailing edge of a wing design.
But seeing it up close, she realized there was an intricate script woven into the beautiful lines, looking almost like a spell.
Perhaps it was the runes, or perhaps it was just him.
Either way, leaning against Sebastian's chest brought her a rare sense of total peace.
It wasn't just him giving her comfort.
It felt like simply sleeping beside him stabilized her very soul, completely suppressing whatever evil had haunted her.
He grabbed her small hand, his voice dropping even deeper. "Don't touch that."
Stella looked up, her heart skipping a beat.
"Did you start noticing something..."
She didn't finish the sentence.
But remembering when Sebastian had told her, 'I believe it,' combined with his intense devotion to the spiritual retreats abroad...
It meant that his 'I believe it' hadn't just been a casual phrase to comfort her.
He actually knew about the supernatural nightmare she had been trapped in.
That was why he had turned to those foreign rituals.
While she was lost in thought, his hand tightened on the back of her neck, and before she could react, his lips crashed down onto hers.
It was domineering, almost entirely consuming her.
There was a powerful, simmering anger buried in the kiss, but Stella could feel it wasn't directed at her.
It felt as though he was trying to lock her into this exact moment forever, ensuring no dark entity could ever touch her again.
"Bash..."
Stella was struggling to breathe.
Before she could finish, he cradled the back of her neck, gently rubbing his nose against hers.
His voice was raw and heavy. "I know everything."
Stella froze.
The words 'I know everything' made her eyes widen in shock.
He said he knew everything.
So his sudden dive into spirituality really was because of... her?
Because he knew exactly what had happened?
Stella's eyes flickered.


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