Chapter 37

The room they had given us was beautiful, but that didn’t make it any easier for me. I couldn’t shake the nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach. Sharing a room with him—Alpha Jeremiah—felt more terrifying than any battle I’d faced. I had never shared a room with a man before, let alone someone as intense as him. His mere presence made me feel things I didn’t fully understand, but there was no denying how powerful the bond between us was.

I swallowed hard as I looked around the room, trying to calm myself. The bed looked soft, almost too inviting, and the dim light in the room made everything feel… intimate. I could still hear the faint sounds of my father and mother talking in the hall, completely unaware of the storm brewing inside me.

Jeremiah, on the other hand, seemed perfectly comfortable. His usual calm, calculating demeanor was in place, but I knew better. There was always something beneath the surface with him—something dangerous. His eyes gleamed with that mischievous smirk as he leaned casually against the door.

I had to break the silence. I couldn’t stand the tension. “I’m sorry… for running off earlier,” I said quietly, my hands twisting nervously in front of me. “I just… I had to get help for the pack.”

He didn't say anything at first. His silence was unnerving, and I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. His dark eyes studied me like I was some puzzle he was trying to figure out, which only made me feel more self-conscious.

Finally, he smirked. That same knowing, notorious smirk that made my heart race for reasons I wasn’t sure I wanted to admit. “I already forgave you,” he said, his voice low and smooth. “But you should know that every rebellious thing you do comes with consequences, Astrid.”

Before I could even process his words, he was behind me. It was so fast that I barely had time to react. I gasped as I felt his hands on me, pulling me back against his chest. My breath hitched when I felt the heat of his body pressing into mine, especially the hard line of him against my lower back. He was impossibly strong, and I had no control over the situation.

“Jeremiah…,” I whispered, my voice shaky as I tried to pull away, but he held me firm, his arms like steel. My heart pounded, not just from fear, but from the strange, overwhelming sensations flooding my body.

“You belong to me,” he growled softly, his breath hot against my neck as he inhaled deeply, taking in my scent. It sent shivers down my spine. His fingers brushed over the mark he’d left on me, and I felt a rush of warmth, both from the bond and from something deeper—something I didn’t want to admit.

Before I could even register what was happening, I felt him rip off my dress, leaving me absolutely naked. I could feel his hard on right on my naked ass. My breathing increased as I felt myself getting hot, especially between my thighs.

He kissed the mark, his lips lingering, and I couldn’t hold back the small gasp that escaped my mouth. Just as quickly, his hand swatted down on my backside with a sharp smack, and I yelped, half in shock, half in embarrassment. It stung, but the sensation was more confusing than anything. Was this my punishment for running off? My face flushed with heat.

Before I could say anything else, he spun me around. In a second I was laying on my back on the bed.Now, I was facing him, his obsidian dark eyes locking onto mine. The intensity of his gaze was almost too much to handle. My chest rose and fell with shallow breaths, and I felt my legs weakening as his hands gripped my hips, pulling me closer.

“I…,” I started, but my voice faltered when he lowered his head and flicked his tongue lightly against my neck, right over the mark. It was like sparks igniting, and a soft moan escaped me before I could stop it.

I hated how my body was reacting, but at the same time, it felt impossible to resist. There was something magnetic about him—something that drew me to him even when I wanted to push him away.

His lips found their way to my collarbone, his kisses rough and possessive, and all the while, I was fighting to keep my thoughts straight. How could I even think when his touch made my whole body light up like this?

He didn’t stop. His hands moved lower, brushing the sensitive skin of my thighs as he traced slow circles, pulling me deeper into a daze of sensations. Before I could protest as I felt his lips move lower I moaned when his tongue suddenly flicked on my clit and he sucked on it. I moaned louder as he sucked more and more. I felt his tongue go deeper ,he felt so warm and so good. My eyes rolled back as I reached my peak and I pulled his beautiful hair softly. My legs were shaking and I felt myself dripping as I cried out his name.Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he suddenly pulled away, leaving me breathless and dizzy.

Jeremiah’s lips quirked into a smirk again as he licked them, his voice husky as he whispered against my ear. “You’re mine, Astrid. Never forget that.”

I wanted to argue, to tell him that I wasn’t just his to control, but I couldn’t form the words. My body was still humming from the intensity of the moment, and when I looked up at him, I saw something different in his eyes. Something more than just dominance.

Before I could say anything, he did something I didn’t expect. He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead and then pulled me against him, his arms wrapping around me in a way that felt… comforting. The sudden change in his demeanor was surprising, but I didn’t resist. Instead, I found myself leaning into his warmth, my head resting against his chest.

For a moment, everything was quiet. His strong heartbeat was steady beneath my ear, and for the first time in a long while, I felt strangely safe. Despite everything, despite the confusion and the fear, being in his arms felt… right.

As his fingers gently stroked my hair, I closed my eyes, letting myself relax against him. His scent surrounded me, and for the first time, I didn’t want to fight it. I didn’t want to run away.

In that quiet moment, lying there with him, I realized that no matter how complicated things were, I was his. And maybe, just maybe, he was mine too.


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