30. Night

Mia Miller.

Ethan Greenwood’s hands were firmly placed on my waist, and we stayed silent for a short time, just staring at each other. There weren’t many words for that moment. I just wanted to give myself to him.

"Be mine, tonight." His blue eyes shone.

"You know…" I turned away from his touch. "It’s all so complicated, Ethan."

"Forget all of this. Mia. It’s just you and me here, now. In this hotel, which seems like a two-star."

As much as my rational side told me I shouldn’t lie down with him, my carnal side begged me to give in, at that moment. I was facing the starry Colorado sky, the radio downstairs was playing a romantic song I could barely identify.

Ethan held my arms and turned me towards him. An intense kiss, yet slow, happened. And that damn soundtrack made everything feel even more intense.

"Ethan…" I whispered.

"Don’t say anything." He placed his index finger on my lips. "If we’re going to regret this tomorrow morning, then so be it."

I felt like I did that night I got pregnant with Lorenzo. I wasn’t like this, but I could only feel his scent, his touches.

We continued kissing, and we fell on the bed. His skilled hands quickly freed me of my pants, and I gasped as they stopped inside my underwear. I had never felt such desire in my life.

His black hair was tangled in my hand, and I couldn’t stop kissing him while he helped me remove the rest of my clothes.

"I need to take a shower." I murmured.

"Then we’ll go together." He said, his voice rough.

Every time I looked at him, I saw his eyes shining like the sunlight. My body was begging for him, and he incredibly knew exactly where to touch me. Every part of me.

He kissed my stomach, stopping at my breasts, as though it was torture.

Now, I remembered exactly why I gave in to this man that night at the bar. The drink wasn’t that strong, even though I had mixed everything I could to forget the betrayal of Collin and Fallon. I was already drunk, but what attracted me to Ethan was something I couldn’t explain.

As he explored every inch of my body, I felt more and more vulnerable, yet at the same time, powerful. It was as if we were in a bubble where the outside world didn’t exist, and it was just the two of us, consumed by something bigger than anything I could explain.

His touch was like fire, and I let myself be carried away, without resistance. Every movement, every sigh, just heightened the tension between us. We were connected in a way I didn’t understand, and, in many moments, preferred to ignore.

"You have a scent…" He slid his hands down my neck.

We threw one of the bed’s questionable quality sheets aside as we struggled on top of the bed.

My eyes closed as I covered his lips again with mine. The taste of his kiss was growing more intense. I didn’t know if it was because he was a wolf, a detail I preferred to forget at that moment, but it was impossible.

As I bent down before him, to take him in with my lips, he let out a growl that startled me a little, but I continued. His low moans could be heard as I caressed him with my lips.

"I just want to claim you, Mia." He whispered, pulling me back on top of him.

As I still tried to catch my breath, he climbed on top of me, positioning himself and filling me. I gasped in pleasure as lust took over the room.

"You drive me crazy, Mia."

After everything was done, the room fell silent again. Fatigue finally began to weigh on me, but I couldn’t sleep. As Ethan wrapped his strong arm around my waist, I stared at the ceiling, confused by my own feelings. What was I doing? How did I let myself get involved like this? Ethan was a man with secrets, and I knew I couldn’t fully trust him, but at the same time, I couldn’t resist.

I turned slightly to the side, watching his relaxed face as he slept. Part of me wanted to believe that this night had been real, that there was something true between us. But something inside me screamed that I was making a mistake.

That’s when I heard the subtle sound of a vibration. Ethan’s phone, which was on the nightstand, lit up with a new message. It wasn’t my business, of course, but I couldn’t stop myself. I moved slightly, leaning my body to see what was on the screen.

It was a message from Nick.

"The investigation into Mia’s father is underway, my Alpha. I’ll send you the details as soon as I have more information."

My heart stopped for a moment. A wave of disbelief hit me hard. He was investigating me? After a night of “love,” I discover he’s been deep into secrets, including investigating my life? The shock left me speechless, and suddenly, everything around me began to feel claustrophobic.

I slowly pulled away from Ethan, careful not to wake him. A thousand thoughts ran through my head. What did he know about my father? About what I didn’t even know about myself? My mind was racing with questions, but the only certainty I had was that I couldn’t trust him completely.

My breathing grew heavy, and the feeling of betrayal gnawed at my chest. I was trapped in something much bigger than I could understand. I knew I could never fully trust him.