Chapter 63
Erin’s POV
When the meeting finally ended, I let out a long breath, uncurling my fingers to find crescent- shaped indentations from my nails on my palmis. As the other wolves filed out, I waited for Derek’s instructions, desperately trying to figure out how to salvage the situation after my series of
blunders.
Derek gathered his files, seemingly ignoring my existence completely. After several tense minutes, he glanced up to find me watching him.
“Is there something else, Blackwood?” he asked coldly.
“No, Alpha,” I answered automatically.
Derek suddenly rose to his feet, the abrupt movement nearly throwing me off balance. I quickly steadied myself, following him back toward his office while maintaining a respectful distance.
As we walked, I gathered my courage. Despite everything, this might be my only chance to address the Soul Bond issue directly. The tension between us couldn’t continue indefinitely. My work, my studies, even my health were suffering.
When we reached his office, I took a deep breath, closing the door behind us, my heart racing with fear and determination.
“Alpha, I need to speak with you,” I said, surprised by the steadiness in my voice.
Derek sat behind his desk, raising an eyebrow. “About what?”
“About the Soul Bond,” I answered, forcing the words out before I lost my nerve.
His entire body went rigid, eyes flashing gold for an instant. “What about it?”
I decided to be direct. “Have you found a solution? We can’t stay bound like this forever, right? I’m your brother’s ex–girlfriend. It’s too complicated. So I was wondering if there’s a way to break it.”
The temperature in the room seemed to drop several degrees. Derek’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening as he stared at me with an intensity that made me want to run.
I averted my gaze, feeling uneasy and confused. Even my wolf, usually eager for any interaction with Derek, whimpered uneasily deep within me.
Derek rose from his chair in one fluid motion, coming around the desk and walking silently toward
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- me. I instinctively backed up until my shoulder blades pressed against the door. My heart pounded
wildly as he closed the distance between us.
Derek placed one hand on the door beside my head, effectively trapping me, his powerful Alpha aura
wathing over me in waves. I could feel the heat radiating from his body, so close to mine.
His chest rose and fell with each breath, drawing my gaze to the skin visible at his collar where he had loosened his tie. A vein pulsed in his neck, strong and steady, and I had to curl my fingers into fists to prevent myself from reaching out to touch it.
“What did you just say?” he asked, his voice dangerously low. “You want to break the Soul Bond?”
His familiar scent of cedar and leather surrounded me, growing stronger with his proximity, making it difficult to concentrate. I pressed my back harder against the door, trying to create distance, but
there was nowhere to go. The metal door felt cool against my overheated skin, a stark contrast to the
warmth emanating fross Derek & body.
I fought an internal battle, my mind demanding i stay composed while my body yearned to lean into him, to close the insignificant distance between us. My lips parted slightly, my breathing becoming shallow and rapid.
“Yes,” I managed to keep my voice steady despite the tremor that ran through my body. My tongue
darted out to moisten day lips, and I noticed Derek’s eyes tracking the movement. It would be best
for both of us.”
His eyes manner. Wheme wins Evis concern when you announced to everyone that I was your Soul
Bond while drank at Chath Moonshade?
i winced, rememinering my shameful bebasfer that night. “My wolf was in control then. If I’d been in
my right mind, I would never have done or said those things.”
‘Is that so?‘ he mocked, is watce surprisingly soft. Then why the sudden urgency to break the bond
When i turned my head to look directly at ini, my nose accidentally brushed against his, our breaths mingling in the small space between us. The contact, though brief, sent a jolt through my
system
My lips parted silently, suddenly dry. My heart skipped a beat before racing frantically, and I clutched the edge of my skirt so tightly I heard a thread snap.
