He rose and moved towards me, my heart picking up its pace with every step he took. His hand stroked the side of my face, causing a tingle to rush through me and I shivered at his touch just like earlier. He leaned in and his breath fanned over my face, hot, weakening, and mind-numbing.

"You should be running, Zera," he said with a voice so raw it made me shudder against him. "The most sensible thing to do is run from someone like me." 

"I don't want to run." I stubbornly stated, worn out with his long game. It wasn't helping anyone. He wanted me, I could see that, and I wanted him too.

His nose rubbed against mine, and he moved his forehead against mine. "Oh darling, but you should. I won't be like those little boys you've been with. I won't stop when you want me to. I won't stop until I'm completely buried in your mind and soul. You will belong to me."

A Weekend With The Alpha

　　Either I saw Aaron in my room, sitting on the other corner of my bed, or I must have been dreaming. But when my eyes cleared up, I saw that indeed he was on my bed, sitting with his back facing me. I pulled myself up to sit down and slowly rubbed over my sleepy and swollen eyes before calling his name.


　　“Aaron?” did he miss his road or something? Because last I checked, this was the room I’ve been in all this while, right? Or did I miss it?


CHAPTER 46: Part 4: Entwined With The Alpha