NYSERA
I could feel how Alaric restrained himself from doing more, from pushing my lips deeper into him. His heavy breaths fanned my face, shaky yet strong, as his eyes stared at my wet lips. He placed two soft kisses on them, before letting me go.
The soft ghost of his touch lingered on my skin as he pulled away, and I could still feel his lips on mine. A part of me wanted to pull him back to my arms, and do something more than what we did. That might be the mate bond, but it was so strong that even my wolf kept on growling and calling for me. It took a lot of me to stop myself from doing anything that I might regret.
"I need to go now," he stood up, touching my cheek for the last time. "We will investigate the sudden intrusion of the lions. This is something that hasn't happened for
