The True Alpha of Lupine (Seraphina and Ronan) novel Chapter 160

SERAPHINA

The steam still clung to my skin as I stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in loose clothes. No male had bothered with the showers, so I’d found the place completely free for my enjoyment. Feeling lighter, calmer, and finally ready to sink into sleep, I padded down the hallway under the soft spill of moonlight, each step carrying me toward the comfort of my bed.

Only the moment I closed my door behind me, I froze.

Someone was already in my bed.

Ronan.

I blinked once. Then twice, just to make sure exhaustion wasn’t playing tricks on me.

There he was, stretched across my bed as though it belonged to him. One arm tucked lazily behind his head, his chest rising and falling in deep, careless sleep. Strands of dark hair fell over his forehead, one brushing the sharp line of his jaw. Moonlight streamed in through the window, painting him in silver, sculpting every hard angle and line until he looked almost unreal. Untouchable.

My wolf stirred, pressing closer, eyes drinking him in. My heart tingled, traitorous and restless, as I found myself staring. He was just… too sexy. My eyes went on his pants.

Wait, what the hell was I looking at? I shook my head sharply. Had I become a pervert after what happened between us in that cave?

“Ronan,” I marched over and shook his arm.

He didn’t move. Not even a twitch.

“Ronan, get up! Go to your bed!” I growled, shaking him harder, but he remained completely unbothered, his lashes resting against his cheek as though I wasn’t even there.

My lips curved in a frustrated twitch. “So you’re not going to wake up, huh?”

I grabbed the nearest pillow, ready to smack him with it, but before I could swing his hand shot out and yanked me down against his chest.

I gasped, eyes going wide as his own opened, gleaming with sleep but dangerously aware. His face was suddenly only an inch from mine, his breath warm across my lips.

“You smell so good after a shower,” he murmured, his nose brushing against mine.

Heat rushed into my cheeks, my gaze darting anywhere but his. “Go to your own bed. I’m too tired to play with you.”

“Then let’s sleep together.”

Before I could protest, he pulled me down beside him, his strong arm wrapping around my waist, and holding me close. Our bodies pressed flush, and my heart nearly leapt out of my chest. So this was his plan all along? I pressed a hand to his chest, trying to push him back, though my pulse betrayed me. “Why together?!”

Even if what happened between us in the cave was close to sex, I had never shared a bed with a man before. This man wasn’t just anyone, he was Ronan, a wolf who never bothered to mask his hunger for me. Sharing a bed with him was nothing short of dangerous. And if we slept together then he might stop at my thighs.

“Go to your own bed! Mine is too small for both of us!”

“I can’t. My bedsheets are dirty,” he replied easily.

Chapter 160 Dirty–Thoughts

I blinked at him, dumbfounded. That was his excuse?

When my expression clearly said, ‘Are you serious?‘

he added smoothly… “I accidentally spilled coffee on it earlier.”

I narrowed my eyes. “Coffee doesn’t spill across an entire sheet, Ronan. Just change it and sleep on the clean side. Your bed is already big enough.”

“I can’t sleep with the smell of coffee around me,” he instantly countered, voice dead serious.

I blankly stared at him, then I blinked twice… then three times. Could this man be more ridiculous? He drank coffee almost every day, his breath usually carried the scent of it, and now suddenly, he couldn’t stand the smell?

“Y–you said…just sleeping,” I whispered, trying to steady my trembling voice. Without waiting for his reply, I turned, curling up away from him with my back pressed tight. My heart slammed against my ribs. I knew, if I stayed in this bed with him, there would be no just sleeping. Crossing that line would lead to more trouble

I licked my lips, forcing honesty. “A little.”

Chapter 160 Dirty–Thoughts

He went quiet for several heartbeats, then buried his face in my neck, inhaling me deeply. His whisper was hoarse, almost pained. “Seraphina…don’t you desire me the way I desire you?”

My body betrayed me. My wolf soared under his touch, desperate to melt into him.

“I want to fuck you,” he murmured. “Don’t you want to fuck me?”

My thighs pressed together as I confessed, “I can’t let this desire ignite. I’m a woman in disguise, Ronan…and crossing any line means…”

I couldn’t finish. The words lodged like thorns in my throat. I was just twenty and I could get pregnant by him. And if that happens everything will be over.

Silence fell, heavy and suffocating. My fists clutched the sheets, panic flickering through me. Was he angry? Did he finally lose interest in me because I couldn’t give in? Or, had he gone back to his bed?

After a moment of hesitation and nervousness, I turned my head slightly, heart sinking. My thoughts raced about what I would do if he was angry. But then I saw something unexpected. His violet eyes were distant, unfocused, clearly mind–linking someone.

“What are you doing?” I asked, confusion spilling into my voice.

His gaze locked on mine, unwavering, and he said with a straight face-

“Ordering condoms.”

My heart skipped violently. Heat flared across my face so hot it burned. My lips parted soundlessly. What did he just say?