Chapter 50

"I've never been interested in having a partner." With a grimace, he admits, causing me to shrink back. "I've never been a believer in love. Because of what occurred in my past, and because I'm much more of a beast for it to have happened to me. I didn't believe I'd be lucky enough to have a friend, but when I met you at the airport, I knew you were the one."

I toyed with his hair right at the base of his neck while quietly smiling at him. He has a serious look on his face. His thumbs are massaging warm patterns into my flesh, and the sensation he's giving me makes me want to moan loudly. My gaze sweeps over his face, taking him in as he spoke, too preoccupied with the narrative to realize that I'm staring him down. "Even though I was putting on the jewelry, my vampire side reawakened as I went back to Spain. I was bound and injected with large amounts of Wolfsbane—"
"What are you doing to yourself?" I frown a lot. "If it means not hurting you, I'd do it over and over." "Will we be able to stop it if we mate?" I mutter, my touch causing him to stiffen up. He takes a step back and stands up tensely. Amanda, don't go there. "Not until you're ready."
"What if I'm right?" With a nasty gaze, he bends down and levels me. "You're not ready." I'll wait as long as it takes, but we'll only make love once you're ready. "Do you get it? "
I gazed down at my trembling hands, nodding slowly. From above, he sighs and crouches down, pulling my hair to the back of my head before grabbing my hand in his. "I can't imagine marking as well as mating with you always, but you are still a novice to this, Amanda." He has a soft tone to his voice. "I'd like to really get to know you more before I get to know your body; I'd like to know everything you enjoy and detest, your hobbies, your best color, as well as how you became the ninja you claim to be." I burst out laughing, then grinned cheekily at him. He didn't realize what he was doing when he damaged and murdered innocent people, thus it's not his responsibility.
How can I pass judgment on him from his violent background since he wasn't mentally present at the time? I'm willing to give us a go. I know I've gotten addicted to him as I slowly fall totally in love for him. Everything about him was enticing: his touch, kisses, hands stroking over my body, warm hugs, tingles and sparks; everything. Gabriel Silva has become terribly hooked to me, and I adore him. "However, I don't really want you to be in pain when a remedy is available." Shifting his hands over and stroking his palm, I whisper. "There has to be a way."
"Well, there's just one way to do it." With a naughty twinkle in his eyes, he smirks boyishly. I became more alert.
"Really? "What exactly is it?"
"You..." He leans forward and kisses my lips. "Every thirty minutes, you must kiss me."
He smiles then nods to himself while I giggle. "How about if I'm not here or instead at school?"
His hands crept between my thighs and dragged me forward, causing me to gasp in surprise. This part of him, the fun side, appeals to me. He's far too realistic for his own benefit, so I'm delighted I can get him to laugh a bit and forget about his title, if only for a few moments.
"You'll have to make amends with me then." I've got the opportunity to lock you up inside a room with my handsome buddy and have a nice, steamy make-out session." He caresses his nose to the curve of my neck, making me chuckle, then when he begins tickling me, I break out laughing.


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Gabriel drove me to his training facility after our conversation. He wants me to actually learn self-defense, so we had a two-hour session learning the fundamentals before moving on to somewhat more difficult fight training. I'm picking things up faster than I expected, but when Gabriel introduced hand-to-hand fighting, I was about to pass out from weariness. He finally stopped it by telling me that we would workout every morning. We're in the kitchen now, after bathing and changing into more comfortable clothing, because the workout has left me really hungry. I tried to assist him in the kitchen, but he simply pushed me back against the counter with such a severe glare.
As a result, I resort to pestering him with inquiries about everything. "What was Ryan's point when he said our relationship was different from everyone else's?" Taking a piece from a red velvet cupcake, I ask Gabriel. I swing my legs while I ate another, observing as Gabriel closes the cover of the pot then lowers the heat before approaching me.He bends down to lick some icing off the side of my lips then bit my bottom lip hard, causing me to gasp in surprise, before pecking the painful region while I look at him in confusion. "When it pertains to their mate, alphas feel everything 10 times greater than the normal wolf." The emotions of the Royals and Lycanthropes, on the other hand, are the most powerful and intense. I have a strong desire to defend you as well as keep you close to me. Yes, we're commanding, but we're also domineering and possessive of our companions. We can't resist the link like other werewolves; our instincts drive us to our lineage's most crucial partners." "So... you simply want me for your kids?" I deadpanned and gave him an unimpressed stare.
"No!" He screams and shakes his head furiously. "That was the mindset back then, but women are much more than just bearing kids. Unfortunately, there are still some males who believe in our forefathers' archaic ideas." I nod before pondering what I'll ask next, fearful of the response. "You stated that you had no desire for a partner. When I initially met you, did you say you didn't want me?" He takes a stride between my knees, his palms flat on the counters on both sides of me. His face is serious, his lips are thinned, and his eyes are dark green. "When I smelled your aroma, I knew how much you mattered to me."
Because of my history and the number of enemies I've created, I merely attempted to oppose the link. I'd never pardon myself if you were injured because of me, Amanda. "Never, ever." Before returning to the pot of chicken chili and rice that he's making, he caresses my cheek. We eat our food as I tease and make jokes at him. He growls amusingly halfway through and pulls me on his lap. He will not let me eat alone after that.