Chapter 50
Tessa’s heart was hammering in her chest, a mixture of fear, adrenaline, and something far more dangerous—desire. Dastien stood in front of her, his golden eyes dark with a warning she couldn’t read, but his body pressed just close enough to make her skin sizzle. The figure in the shadows had retreated for now, leaving only the two of them in the dim, flickering light of the study. Dastien’s hand found hers again, fingers curling around hers like a vice, grounding her. “You’re shaking,” he said, his voice low, rough around the edges. “Tell me you’re not about to pass out.” “I—I’m fine,” she stammered, though she knew the tremor in her body was not just fear. It was him. Always him. The wolf inside her stirred, reacting to his presence like a wildfire she couldn’t control. “You’re lying.
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