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10 | Playing it Safe?
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Alpha's Hidden Chains 11 | Red Lights
*** Third Person POVEamon nuzzles Liliana’s neck while she’s still in his arms, and the gesture seems to bring her back to full awareness. He sets her down just outside the reach of the shower heads, holding her hands and guiding her gingerly over to the shower bench.He lifts her hands to the safety bar above her head. “Hold on,” he murmurs, his voice a gentle command. He turns to retrieve some fancy soap and a washcloth. Quickly, he lathers the soap onto his body, washing roughly. Liliana admires his form—strong, lean, the kind of physique built from hard labor, not the gym. Until now, she’s been running on anticipation and adrenaline, but as she takes in his appearance, she realizes she’s truly seeing him for the first time. They haven’t exchanged pictures or discussed aesthetics, only their eyes—eyes being the gateway to the soul, after all. She notices a large scarification pattern winding up his left side and over his shoulder, a maze of swirling designs that remind her of the
Alpha's Hidden Chains 12 | See Me
**Trigger Warning***** Eamon's POV"Liliana," I whisper forcefully, smacking her cheeks not so lightly to rouse her—no response. I press two fingers against her carotid artery, needing to confirm the pulse I can hear, to feel it for myself.Fuck. Faster than I can think, my teeth tear into my palm, ripping the flesh and causing a gush of blood. I pry her lips open with my thumb and press my open wound into her mouth. "Drink, damn it," I mutter.Unconsciously, I shove my knee between her thighs, applying pressure—probably too much—trying to stem the bleeding. She doesn’t heal on her own. As a wolf, she should, but her body seems unable to tap into that ability."She doesn’t know," Fenri emphasizes in my mind, frustration clear.The erotic cross-breed frenzy we engaged in has turned dangerous, and not in a good way. It shouldn’t have come to this. Maybe she doesn’t know about her wolf, but it’s still there. She should be able to heal.I see her body start to take in the blood, but she
Alpha's Hidden Chains 13 | Tell Me More
**Trigger Warning***** Third Person POVEamon closes the door gently after the hotel attendant leaves the suite, the quiet click of the latch punctuating the return to their private world. He saunters back into the main living space, his gaze already drawn to Liliana, who has moved the room service over to the coffee table that sits between a sleigh-styled sofa and an oversized loveseat. The soft light from the suite’s ambient lamps casts a warm glow over the scene, adding an intimate touch to the moment.Liliana has never been one to enjoy eating out, not because of the food, but because of the company that typically came with the experience. But tonight, the company was excellent.As she considers which seat to take, Eamon makes the decision for her. With a smooth motion, he slips an arm around her waist and pulls her down between his legs on the sofa. Her face flushes red as memories flood back—memories of the last time he was behind her, the way he’d taken control, the way he’d m
Alpha's Hidden Chains 14 | On the Edge
*** Eamon's POV“I have questions,” I murmur against her neck, the words dripping with seduction as I nuzzle gently into her skin. My upper lip brushes over her mate mark, the friction deliberate, sending a shiver down her spine. I want her to feel my arousal, to know the effect she has on me.“But there’s something more pressing at the moment,” I continue, my voice shifting from seductive to serious. As I release her knees, I push her forward with a sudden, aggressive motion. Her arms shoot out to brace herself on the sofa's side arm, her balance teetering on the edge, but she doesn’t fall. She knows I have her.I let the silence stretch, letting her feel the weight of the moment, the anticipation thickening between us. “You’re not quite what you think you are, Liliana,” I say, my tone laced with a hint of something dark, something she can’t quite place yet. “There’s more to you than meets the eye… more than you know, more than you’ve ever allowed yourself to see.”I can feel her bod
Alpha's Hidden Chains 15 | You're Not Alone
*** Third Person POVThe room was dimly lit, a streetlamp outside cast a soft glow through the sheer curtains. The hotel suite was quiet, the distant hum of the city muffled by the thick walls. Eamon and Liliana found themselves entangled on the couch, their bodies pressed together in a slow, rhythmic dance. Liliana straddled him, her thighs resting on either side of his hips, their movements synchronized as they explored each other’s bodies. What had begun as an aggressive, almost feral need had gradually softened into something more tender.Eamon’s hands traced the curve of her spine, feeling the warmth of her skin through the thin fabric of her shirt. Liliana’s fingers brushed through his hair, her touch light but deliberate, as if she were committing every strand to memory. The intensity of their earlier passion had given way to a different kind of intimacy—one where every sigh, every breath, was laden with meaning.Their bodies moved together, not in the frantic rush of desire, b
Alpha's Hidden Chains 16 | Echoes of the Night
*** Liliana's POVThe next morning, I wake slowly, the ache in my body a reminder of the night before. It’s a pleasant soreness, one that fills me with a sense of satisfaction and contentment. As I stretch, I feel the sheets glide over my skin, and for a moment, I bask in the warmth of the bed, in the lingering scent of Eamon that clings to the fabric.The suite is quiet, almost too quiet, and as I turn over, I realize that Eamon isn’t beside me. My heart sinks a little at the emptiness of the space, at the realization that he’s gone. I take a deep breath, pushing down the disappointment. This was what we’d agreed on, wasn’t it? Time to reflect, to figure out where we stood.But as I sit up, wrapping the sheet around me like a toga, I can’t help but feel a pang of regret. Part of me had hoped for more of the night before, for the connection we’d found in each other’s arms to continue. But maybe it was better this way. Maybe it was necessary to take a step back, to let the dust settle
Alpha's Hidden Chains 17 | Dead Ends
*** Third Person POVEamon watched Liliana’s car disappear down the road, the early morning light casting long shadows across the pavement. The suite felt eerily empty now, the echoes of their night together lingering in the silence. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to shake off the lingering warmth of her body against his. It was time to shift gears, to leave the world of intimacy behind (grudgingly) and step back into the light of his other life.The call he’d received earlier tugged at his thoughts. The case was pressing, a reminder that the world outside was as brutal and unforgiving as ever. As he walked to his car, the weight of his responsibilities settled back onto his shoulders, heavier than before. The city around him blurred as his mind began to sift through the details of the ongoing investigation, forcing thoughts of Liliana back.By the time he reached his office, Eamon was in work mode. The building loomed above him, a stark contrast to the warmth of the suite he
Alpha's Hidden Chains 18 | Jump
*** Liliana's POVLiliana leaned back in her chair, eyes half-closed as she let the warm steam from her mug of tea rise to meet her face. The familiar smell of chamomile soothed her senses, easing the remnants of tension that still clung to her after the whirlwind of the past twenty-four hours. She had napped for a few hours after returning home, the exhaustion from the night with Eamon weighing heavily on her. The sleep had been dreamless, offering her a respite from the intensity of her thoughts. Now, showered and wrapped in a cozy robe, she felt a semblance of normalcy returning.But normalcy was a relative term. Nothing felt quite the same since she’d met Eamon (aka AlphaWatcher). The memories of their night together lingered like a warm, pulsing echo in the back of her mind—and body. Every brush of fabric against her skin reminded her of his touch, every breath she took seemed to carry the faint scent of him—earthy, masculine, magnetic. She knew she should be focused on other th
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