I found myself staring at his hands, still gripping onto me. There was no doubt in my mind that I wasn’t the only one feeling this undeniable pull between us. The connection was intense, something neither of us could ignore. Out of all the beings in this world, why did fate have to bind me to someone from an enemy race?
“Yes, I’m already mated to someone…” His voice was steady, but I could feel his fingers tighten slightly around my wrist.
I could see it in his eyes—there was something more he wanted to say. The words hovered on the tip of his tongue. I wanted to hear them. Just say it. Say it, Adam.
Before he could speak, I felt the sudden force of Orion’s grip as he yanked Adam’s hands away from me.
“Don’t touch her!” Orion’s voice was sharp, possessive, as he pulled me to his side.
