Chapter 2: A Move with Danger
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The music changed, moving from a enthusiastic waltz to a sultry tango. I felt a shudder run down my spine as Elijah Morano showed up at my side, his eyes burning with intensity.
"May I?" he inquired, his voice moo and imposing, as he advertised his hand.
I faltered for a minute, uncertain if I ought to believe this stranger. But there was something around Elijah that drew me in, something that made me feel like I was suffocating in his gaze.
I set my hand in his, feeling a start of power as our palms touched. He driven me onto the move floor, his developments liquid and confident.
As we moved, I felt like I was softening into his arms. The music, the lights, the swarm – everything blurred into the foundation, taking off as it were the two of us, misplaced in the beat of the tango.
Elijah's eyes never cleared out mine, his look puncturing and seriously. I felt like he may see right through me, like he knew all my insider facts and desires.
But I couldn't see absent. I was caught in his look, incapable to elude the threat that hidden underneath his charming smile.
As the music come to its c****x, Elijah spun me around, pulling me near. Our bodies squeezed together, our hearts beating in unison.
For a minute, I overlooked almost the revile, overlooked almost the threat that Elijah postured. All I might think approximately was the way he made me feel – lively, craved, and reckless.
But as the music finished, reality came smashing back. I recollected who Elijah was, what he was – a Morano, a werewolf, a peril to everything I held dear.
I pushed him absent, attempting to make a few separate between us. But Elijah's eyes never cleared out mine, his look burning with a furious intensity.
"I'm too bad," he said, his voice moo and imposing. "I didn't cruel to get carried away."
I grinned, attempting to play it cool. "It's affirm. I think we both got a small caught up in the moment."
Elijah's eyes limited, his look penetrating. "I think you're right," he said. "But I'm not too bad. I'm not too bad at all."
As he strolled absent, I felt a shudder run down my spine. I knew that I had to be cautious around Elijah Morano. He was a peril, a danger to everything I held dear.
But I couldn't offer assistance the way I felt. I couldn't offer assistance the way my heart beat when he was close, the way my skin shivered when he touched me.
I was in inconvenience. Huge trouble.
And I didn't know how to elude.
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