[Zeve’s POV] I licked my lips and partially opened my eyelids. Peeping from behind the gaps of my fingers covering my face, I walked to where Amor was lying. I shut my eyes and sat beside him. I knew I had to look up at his face, but I couldn’t help but glance between his legs and feel an unfathomable heat building in my groin. “I will never let you know about all this.” I placed my hand on his chest and teleported into the pool with him. The pool was deep, and we teleported exactly in the middle. But my thought before teleporting was where he could be treated most effectively. Through my bracelet, the blue light started diffusing in the pool. In the chaotic mind, I forgot Amor couldn’t swim on his own in that condition. He was about to drown when I reflexively hugged him. I widened my eyes. I felt goosebumps run all over my body. I hated the way electric currents ran through me when our naked bodies touched. The way my nipples hardened pressed against his chest. Blushing
[Zeve’s POV] I teleported us back into Amor’s room, on his bed, in the royal inn almost an hour before Lucella and Morfan returned. I dried his body with a towel and changed him into his bathrobe. Even though he was the alpha of the great Aurora pack, I noticed he reused several of his clothes. Chaz never wore the same cloth a second time because clothes were not just clothes they spoke much more about the status of the person, their rank, their value in royal society. But Amor had been using the same bathrobe for as long as I knew him. Black silk with cloud patterns in grey at the hem and end of sleeves. Maybe it was because from the time I met him, he had never been at any extravagant event. Except for the time when he was in the palace, he wore royal and expensive clothes, but that too was repeated on other days. I am sure he didn’t lack money or resources for him to have a new cloth every time he blinked, so why did he wear the same clothes several times? I sat by his sid
[Zeve’s POV] I was naked with Amor in the Healer Stagnum again. But this time, I tried so hard to not feel anything because of that proximity, but was there a way to stop my heart from pounding? Was there a way to stop the bolts of currents from rushing throughout my body when our bare bodies united? Was there a way to stop my stomach from tightening and clenching, with heat rushing between my legs? If there was a way to stop feeling everything I was feeling for him… I would have mastered that already. Because I needed that art of hiding my heart, my heat, my attraction that was pulling me slowly but surely towards him. Sometimes by inches and sometimes by miles. That pull was irresistible and painful to repel. But I knew I had to stop soon before it was too late for me to return with an intact heart. Lucella’s word reminded me of my authentic place, which was nowhere in this world… especially not near Amor. Dreams were for dominants and not the doomed. I had started buildin
[Zeve’s POV] Scared, I sat on the bed. Before I could turn to look at the door… “Isolation!” My heart skipped a beat at Amor’s growl. I snapped my head in his direction. His darkened eyes bore into me. I clenched the blanket into my fists as my breath hitched. The maids left at once, lowering their heads. He stumbled and shut the door, locking it from inside. “A-Amor?” I was happy to see him back on his feet again. But my mouth dried up because of the dark aura looming around him. I felt like a prey waiting to be hunted under his scrutiny. Does he remember everything from the pool? Is he mad at me? I know how much he hated accepting others’ help? Is he mad I saved him? Nervousness pulsated in my veins as I peered at him with my flickering gaze. He didn’t say a word and trudged to me. I swiftly got down from the bed. He stepped closer while I stepped back from him. He grabbed my arm and yanked me closer. My breasts pressed against his chest as I yelped. “Ahh!” Did I do som
[Zeve’s POV] “Amor!” I held on to him. “Does it hurt? Where?” I helped him lie down on the bed. Panicking, I called a maid and asked her to call Lucella. Lucella stormed into my room. “I told you not to move. Just because your mind has started working doesn’t mean your body is ready to handle the strain too. Why even bother for someone who doesn’t even care?” Lucella’s sharp words cut through me, and I lowered my bleary gaze. She made Amor lie on his stomach and examined his spine. The wound where the poison was injected was still there. Half healed, it looked like a star-shaped bruise. Why hadn’t that healed? I should take him to the healer pool once again, but I don’t think it is possible after he regained consciousness. ‘Why even bother for someone who doesn’t even care?’ Lucella’s words echoed in my head and I couldn’t help the fisting pain building in my chest. That was the problem. Even if I didn’t want to… I cared. “What’s up with your tone?” Amor’s voice came out as
[Zeve’s POV] I woke up to Amor sleeping at one hand’s distance from me. How long did I sleep? I had seen him sleep several times, but never from that close. His effortless breaths, his intoxicating scent, brushed past my cheeks, making my heart pound. Heat built in my stomach, setting butterflies free. I reached out to touch his eyelashes, but stopped. What the hell am I doing and why? Keep sleeping, Amor. Just don’t wake up. Drinking his features through my eyes, I smiled unreasonably. I know how cold you are to love, but I want to see you fall in love. I want to witness the Amor Blaze immersed in love and affection. Will you smile when you wake up beside your better-half? Give your love morning kisses. Or maybe make love to them. Do you have some sexual fantasies? I guess not. You might not hesitate in killing, but you sure are a monk in these matters. I chuckled. Such thoughts strolled through my head while my eyes were busy contemplating him sleeping with his head re
[Zeve’s POV] Because I am special? “What do you mean by that?” I looked at him, demanding him to elaborate, but he didn’t. It reminded me he had called me special before too, several times. What does he mean by that special? Does it mean I am special to him? No, never in a light year. In what sense did he mean I was special? I knew he would not explain it to me. If he had to, he would have already done it. “Amor, one more question… when you said you hated me because I looked like lady Dawn. You weren’t lying, right?” “Not at all, but trust me, I never hated you because you looked like someone. I was just irritated by how much you resembled that woman. That outburst was something I still regret and trust me, I had no intentions of ripping your clothes or hurting you. But I was so confused, irritated and frustrated that it all came out on you. I have apologised before too and I will apologise again. Please forgive me Zeve, my actions were condemnable.” “I forgive you,” I said,
[Zeve’s POV] Hearing he was already preparing for the heir created a strangling suffocation inside of me. I don’t know why my heart hurt just at the thought of him being with some other woman. Of course, he had a life before meeting me. No wonder he has someone he loves, and here I was thinking Amor couldn’t love someone ever. What a ridiculous thought! “Preparing your heir? Does that mean you are married secretly? I-Is she your mate or secret lover? I mean, do you have someone you love? Since it’s business between us, it’d be great if we are as transparent as we can… to each other…” I said, hesitantly. “Wait, what?” Amor tensed his brows. Morfan had a faint smirk on his face, making me even uncomfortable. Was it true then? “Where is all this coming from, Zeve? A secret marriage? A secret lover?” He chuckled in his dark tone. “Do you think with my rank it is possible to have a secret marriage or a lover or a mate without public knowledge?” Nibbling my lower lip, I lifted my g