Chapter two hundred and thirteen

AMELIA’s POV….

I didn’t know what to call the look I saw in his eyes when I asked him that, but I knew for sure he wasn’t pleased to hear that. I clenched on to the sides of my gown as he started to look me in the eye because even after all this time, he still had that effect on me.

I stepped back and he took a step closer to me. “Repeat yourself, please.” He said and I clenched even tighter to the sides of my clothes as I drew in a sharp breathe.

“If I say your…if I say your presence triggers me and I want nothing to do with you…. Will you let me leave? Will you….”

“Is that really what you want?” He asked me, and I gasped as I turned to him.

“Huh?”

“Does my presence really trigger you? How king has it been triggering you for? Is that why you leave me everytime I think we’re actually getting better? Is that the reason why…..” he paused as he ran his fingers through his hair, making him look so hot.

Focus, Amelia, focus! This wasn’t the time to admire your mate.

“Is that really what y