A heartbeat pulses between my thighs like a reply, and I hate her betrayal in this moment.
I’ve never despised a man so fast.
A smile pulls at my lips as I adjust my arms firmer over my chest. When I tilt in close, he leans in too. There’s a new glint in his eyes. A sexy, knowing look.
Fuck that look too. As a matter of fact, fuck all of his personalities. None of them are worth a second of my time.
Yet, still he’s shifting close to me at the simple thought of me possibly giving in to him. My lips graze his ear. My exhale fans out along his neck just as I finally reply.
“No,” I whisper seductively.
My fingers grip the window, and without warning, I slam it down firmly in place between us. Unfortunately, he’s quick enough to jerk his fingers away before any damage can be done.
Dammit.
His pretty eyes twitch villainously.
I can’t explain why I don’t make my epic sauntering walk away from him. I can’t. I’m frozen in place beneath the weight of his now urgent features. He seems torn between begging and screaming for me to listen to him. It’s a magnetic feeling between us to see him caught in the emotions I’ve felt all day.
His head shakes slowly, and it seems methodical the way he pushes his hands down his thighs, takes a deep inhale, and looks back up at me.
“Someday, you’ll regret the choices you didn’t make, Cersia.”
A shiver races across my flesh at the sound of my name spoken so heartbreakingly sad against his lips.
You’ll regret the choices you didn’t make…
What does that mean?
You’ll never know,my beast whispers.
Unknown panic shoves into my chest so suddenly it steals my breath and consumes my heart. Fear is a painful, stabbing vengeance on my soul.
It’s all I know as I watch him walk away. His lazy steps lead him out to the tree line I first spotted him at. It’s like the moon follows that beautiful, infuriating man as he leaves me.
He leaves me to the fate I didn’t choose.
He leaves me to the life I don’t want.
He just simply leaves me.
But I can’t seem to let him go.
The window is pushed up once more. My feet tangle in my dress as I leap from the room. The sound of fabric tearing rips through the night air. That beautiful mating gown is ruined in the matter of one single reckless second.
And I couldn’t give one fuck less about it as I follow after a new fate.
Three
The Plot
I keepthe distance between us even as my bare feet meet the sharp points of nature. Leaves and twigs scatter beneath my steps, and I know he knows I’m here. He’s just too annoyingly cocky to glance back at the woman following him desperately into the shadows.
On the surface, it doesn’t seem like a brilliant idea. And if he were a stronger, larger, possibly more intimidating male, I might think twice about it.
But I know I’m more capable than the cock cuddler ahead of me.
I’m not the least bit worried. Not at all.
