The Boundary Line

Chapter 26

Luce POV

~Present~

The forest stood very dark around me, making it difficult to distinguish anything. Or so I thought. Now, it was like I was aware of every little detail in the tall boarding night time woods. Especially the sight infront of me.

I stood absolutely rigid. Not one muscle moved in my body. Not even my heart. No, that was completely frozen. My heart had literally stopped beating.

My eyes were firmly glued to the muscular chest that belonged to my mate. It was then that I realized that this is the first time I have ever seen my mate with no shirt on, or pant. I willed myself not to let my eyes to go any further than his chest. I couldn't go any further than his chest. I don't think I will be responsible for my actions if I did.

The clearing  was silent around us, the river being the only thing to disrupt the night. Tristan stood silently a few meters away from me. I still hasn't looked up at his face yet. I was scared of what I will find. Would he be emotionless? Shocked? Angry? I knew there was no way he would be happy.

Suddenly, as if a switch had been turned on, my heart started to pound. My lips parted as I begin to shake slightly, a light sweat coating the skin. I swallowed tightly, my tongue feeling thick and heavy.

Get a grip, I scold myself. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, putting my hand together in fists. Taking a deep breath, I opened my eyes and looked straight into Tristan eyes. I gasped quickly and almost took a step back from the intensity burning in his coal black eyes. Eyes that were directed right at me. My eyes widen as I felt my body temperature soar. Tristan stared at me, his eyes piercing right through me. His black tousled hair hung in his eyes.

Electricity cracked between us and I felt my skin tingle with desire. For a few moments, I was sucked into Tristan blazing eyes and for once, I had never felt so complete. I clamped my sweaty palms together and ripped my eyes from my mate. My heart was painfully beating a tattoo against his chest. I was so nervous.

Slowly, my eyes swept over my mate face. His feature looked so regal in the moon light. He was so handsome, the moon light casting over his flawless face made him appear dangerous and rugged. My heart clenched tightly, he was almost too much to take in.

My heart quickened as my eyes slowly trailed down to his chest. I took in a sharp breath, amazed to how perfect he is. My wolf purred, encouraging us to close the distance and have our way with our mate. I ignored her, although her idea was very tempting. "Stop it", I told my wolf, pushing her away to the further corner of my mind. Right now, I didn't need her influence on me.

I heard a low growl, forcing me to look up at Tristan. He was breathing heavily now, his sold chest rising and falling. He stared right at me, giving me a warning look. I glanced back and I knew my eyes were pitch black. My wolf wanted to take control.

I gave my mate a heated look, shivering as Tristan growled loudly. Slowly biting my lip, I boldly let my eyes dip downwards. I gasped loudly, my eyes widening as they were glued to Tristan area.

Then  all of a sudden, in a blank of an eye, I was roughly pressed against a tree. My mouth parted in shock, and what little breath I had, was knocked out of me. I gasped as Tristan pushed his body tightly into mine, digging my back further into the tree, instantly igniting my body with heat and delicious tingles. His head came down to the crook of my neck, his breath fanning across my neck. My hands automatically gripped onto his broad shoulders, loving how smooth and muscled they felt.

My wolf growled loudly in satisfaction, realizing the way how our mate tensed as I tightly dug my fingers into his skin. To say I was shocked was an understatement. The last thing I expected him to do was this. I stiffen as I suddenly realized my mate was completely naked and had me plastered forcefully to a tree. So forceful that I could feel every single contour of his body. Heat came from where our bodied touched, searing my skin in a blissful exotic way. The sensation was completely foreign to me and I savored every second.

Tristan placed his hands on the tree, resting them on either side of my head. He lent forward, his mouth hovering over the delicate skin of my neck. His nose abruptly skimmed my neck, a growl rumbling in his chest. My breath in my throat caught, as Tristan slowly kiss my neck with his lips. I tilted my head back, a breathless moan escape my parted lips. Tristan tensed upon hearing this sound, and although I couldn't see his hands, I knew he had crushed the bark of the tree, he was gripping.

Light as a feather, Tristan ran his lips up my neck and stopped at my jawline. He paused for a second letting his heavy breath blow against my face. I kept my eyes shut, and tightened my grip on his shoulders. Why did he stop?

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