Evelyn’s wide, unguarded eyes met his in a soft and trusting way.
He didn't know what to do next. He just stared, awed, unable to reconcile the truth with the surge of emotions running through him. Relief, disbelief, longing, and something deeper, fiercer, coursing through him all at once. Her innocence, her trust, her choice to give herself to him first... All of it was overwhelming, that he forgot he was a wolf in sheep's clothing. He forgot he was here as an enemy.
And as Maximilian reached slowly, all he could think was that she was his.
Evelyn leaned into his touch without hesitation, and he could feel her warmth beneath his fingers. The simplest touch felt like a vow, binding them closer than any words could.
Max lowered his forehead to hers, closing his eyes, breathing her in. T
