Chapter 20
Bloodrose men were known for their big brains, and their physical strength, but mentally? They weren’t exactly the most stable.
“I’ll go check on our strategist,” Nate said, dropping the backpacks to the ground. “I’ll be back later!” he said, then hurried after Dylan.
I was glad he was the one to do it, and not me–but there was only one problem.
I was alone, with Kylan.
I could feel his eyes burning into my skin. As I looked at him, he stared at me with an expression I couldn’t read.
Was he angry?
Annoyed?
I didn’t know, and I didn’t care. All I knew was that I needed space from him.
Without saying another word, I slipped behind a nearby tree, trying to create some
distance. When I heard footsteps approaching, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath,
knowing they belonged to him. Kylan.
“Why are you following me?” I threw back the same words he’d asked me the night we
found out we were mates.
Kylan chuckled, stepping closer. It seemed like the effect of the box had disappeared, and
he was back to his usual, annoying self.
His face was close–too close. I nervously held my breath, staring into those dark eyes, and this time I could see everything down to the dark swirl of his pupils.
Was he going to kiss me again?
Would I allow him?
“I’m the team leader, and you’re an immature and reckless mess,” my eyes moved to his lips as they moved. “It’s my job to follow you.”
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I opened my mouth to say something, anything–but stopped when I felt his warm breath against my neck. Gently, his hands slid to my shoulders, and then he froze as if he was testing my reaction. I didn’t move a muscle.
This time he grabbed my shoulders more firmly, and inhaled deeply, his face still close to my neck. “That smell is driving me insane.”
Those words were whispered so quietly they were not supposed to reach my ears, yet they did. I struggled to control every inch of my body, torn between the urge to push him away or pull him closer, just to feel his lips on mine.
His eyes locked onto mine again, but he didn’t say a word. Neither of us did.
I waited–hoping for the impact of his lips. As he leaned in, I thought it was finally going to happen, but instead, his lips just grazed my cheek for a small second.
Desperate, I leaned in, but this time he pulled back. He shook his head, caressing my face
with a gentle touch.
“You’re making it difficult for me,” he murmured.
“What?”
“Difficult,” he repeated, pulling me by my waist, his eyes intense. “Stop flirting with Nate.
I don’t like it.”
It finally clicked. That’s what his problem was. The whole time, I hadn’t even realized it. I wasn’t flirting with Nate, but Kylan had clearly decided otherwise.
“I’m not yours,” I stated. “I can do what I want, and for the record, I wasn’t flirting with
Nate.”
Kylan scoffed, clearly not believing a word I’d just said. Why would it bother him anyway?
It’s not like he wanted me.
“It’s called being polite,” I shot back. “Something I know you’re unfamiliar with.”
Kylan chuckled, turning his head slightly with a smirk. “Do you know what I’m familiar
with?”
“What?”
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His hand slid along my waist, a bit more possessively. A tingling sensation spread to my body, and I had myself for it. O
He stared into my eyes. “Should I just take you right here in these woods, against this
tree, and show you?”
I swallowed hard, taking in his words.
“Do you think that will satisfy me? You? The both of us?”
It wasn’t a statement–it was a question. And I feared that if I answered truthfully, both of
our clothes would be off within seconds.
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