Elara's pov
“Here’s your bag. Get in while I’m here,” Alric said, tossing my bag at me.. Only then did I realize he’d been carrying it on his back the entire time.
“Th…thank you,” I whispered, turning slightly to wave goodbye—when his next words froze me in place.
“Are you forgetting something?”
My brows knitted as I looked around, racking my brain. Forgetting? What could I have possibly—
Before I could piece it together, Alric’s hand shot out, tugging me closer. His lips brushed against mine—quick, casual, but enough to paralyze me. My heart stuttered in my chest.
“You’re supposed to kiss me goodbye,” he muttered against my mouth, his voice low and sharp, laced with frustration. “How many f*****g times do I have to remind you,. Tomorrow you’ve got a lot of practice to do. I would sl
