Elias’s pov :
My face hardened as Naomi's words sank in, her vulnerable question hanging between us like a noose.
"If I had fallen in love with you, would you stop seeing me as the betrayer?"
She straddled my lap, her soft thighs pressing against mine, her heat seeping through the thin fabric of her sundress, making my c**k twitch with dark hunger. But her eyes, those wide, emerald pools, pleaded for something deeper, something that clawed at the walls I'd built around my heart.
Thoughts swirled in my mind, turbulent and unforgiving. Even if she was tied to my parents' killers, her father's blood on his hands for slitting their throats in the dead of night, leaving me an orphan pup to rot in the elders' cruel grip, I realized I could never truly hate her.
The bond was too
