You look at me with those green eyes made of broken plants, and my heart feels like it is floating.
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Alastair was staring at her, his eyes like jade stones, glowing in the soft light of the chandeliers, and Arabella was feeling more and more untethered. She felt like she was slowly drifting off, and... she wanted to take one more step and have his delicious body pressed against hers...
Someone cleared their throat.
Arabella blinked away from her daze. Alastair flushed a soft red.
God, he was such a strange contradiction of arrogance and shyness, and she wanted to learn him, his secrets, his body.
"Alpha Arah..." Feyona called once again, and Arabella shook her head, pulling herself out of his hypnotic gaze, cursing for losing her brain to those deep green eyes.
"I am sorry, wh
