**TITLE: The Perfect 360**
In that moment, the connection we shared felt even more profound than the act of making love itself. It was as if the very air around us pulsed with an energy that transcended the physical.
“I always felt you were right here, watching over me,” Alexander confessed, his fingers gliding along my arm, sending shivers racing up my spine. It was an electric touch, each stroke igniting a fire within me. “There were times when I was so certain of your presence that it drove me to the brink of madness. I even took the step of asking Dr. Evelyn for a thorough check-up, convinced I was losing my grip on reality.”
I arched an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. “You actually went to see a doctor?”
With a solemn nod, he continued, “Every time I sensed the mate bond, knowing in my heart that you were… gone, it felt like I was spiraling into insanity. I thought, how could I still feel you so strongly? But when Dr. Evelyn told me I was in perfect health, it only deepened my confusion. How could it be that you were entirely absent, yet I could still feel you so close?”
“Because I was here. All along,” I replied softly, cradling his neck in my hands, feeling the warmth radiate from his skin. “I never truly left you.”
His gaze softened as he whispered, “I wish you could have shared that with me sooner.” He placed his hand over mine, a gesture filled with yearning.
“I wish I could have, too,” I admitted, biting my lip as a wave of regret washed over me. “But this curse… It has already taken an innocent life. And it continues to torment Liam. And you—”
My voice faltered, choked by the weight of my emotions. Alexander responded instinctively, pressing his lips against mine in a tender kiss that spoke volumes, his arms encircling my waist as he gently maneuvered us until I was nestled against the bed, safe within his embrace.
“Nothing will happen to me,” he reassured me, his voice steady and soothing as he began to deftly work at the buttons of my dress. “I promise you, this curse will not defeat us.”
I longed to believe his words, to surrender to the comfort he offered. Goddess, how I wished for the simplicity of letting him shield me from all the chaos. If only it were that easy…
By the time the first light of dawn began to peek over the horizon, I felt the urge to rise, to dress and retreat to my own space. But before I could even begin to climb out of bed, Alexander tugged me back beneath the sheets, enveloping me in his warmth.
“No,” he murmured against my neck, his breath a gentle caress on my bare skin. “You’re staying with me tonight. And tomorrow night. And every night that follows, until the end of time.”
I offered no resistance. For now, we could bask in our little sanctuary of bliss, where the weight of the world outside could not intrude.
We could don our masks for the daylight hours.
But for this moment, all I desired was to curl up beside my mate beneath the soft covers, allowing him to hold me close until the sun’s first rays inevitably pried us apart.

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