As Athena and I finally reached the base of the ancient stone altar, Demetrius didn't wait for me to take the steps. He couldn't. He stepped forward, moving with a powerful, predatory grace that commanded the attention of everyone in the valley, and walked right to the very edge of the platform to meet me.
Athena smiled, gently releasing my arm and offering him a sharp, respectful nod before stepping back to take her place. Demetrius immediately reached out, his large, warm hands enveloping mine, his touch sending a jolt of familiar, crackling electricity straight up my arms.
He didn't take his eyes off me for even a fraction of a second. His gaze swept over the romantic neckline, the shimmering tulle, and the delicate 3D lace cascading down my train, before locking back onto my face.
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