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97. Yours Forever*
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2025-04-26 21:52:00
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"Got it.”I nodded in affirmation before I gulped down my own saliva in an attempt to hide my nervousness. Trying to compose myself, I glanced at the facade of the imposing archway under which the two of us were standing. It was made completely with a black stone, in the centre of which, a large exploding sun had been carved. The rays of that sun extended in all directions, and the two sides were flanked with beautiful depictions of every life form that owed its existence to the presence of the sun, all the way down to where the two pillars ended. If it had not been carved on a black stone, one could easily have been fooled by the intricate details, judging by how realistic it all seemed. Indeed, it was quite fitting that the Apollo pack would appreciate the gifts that the Sun had provided to earth; thinking this, I extended a hand to touch one of the lotus flowers carved on the right pillar, before I returned to my senses and promptly pulled my hand backwards. Sneaking a glance at
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That hand gave my shoulder a soft squeeze before letting go. Even before the gesture, that person's scant was able to make me calm to some degree… but who could it be?My thoughts got an answer when Paul's voice came from somewhere close to me;"Lexie, listen! Calm down and let her go, listen to me, I said calm down and let her go!!"A few moments later, I noticed that I had actually left her neck and given her the space to run away from my sight. And this was exactly what she did as she ran away, coughing and trying to grasp as much air as she could in every breath.Although I knew why Paul had done this- first and foremost, he was the Alpha of the pack, he had to make sure about the safety of every pack member; but this act of his left me seething with unspent anger. The moment Abby left our sight, he lifted his hand from my shoulder and I turned back to face him. I might have spoken way too many things to make him regret all his decisions of considering me as his mate, if only he h
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Lexie felt it the moment Paul carried her across the threshold—the heat, the burn, like her blood had turned molten. It wasn’t just the remnants of whatever Damien had slipped into her drink. No, this was something different. Something deeper. Hungrier. Like her body was screaming for only one thing—and it was him.But the strangest part?The moment Paul touched her—just lightly, just enough to tug at the strap of her heel—it was like her skin remembered cool water. His fingers were a balm on her fire. Her muscles eased, her breath hitched, and for a second, her mind stopped spinning.She whimpered when he pulled away, even slightly.“Lexie,” Paul murmured again, trying to move back, trying to do the right thing. Always trying to do the right thing.But she didn’t care about right.She cared about real.And right now, he was real.She grabbed his tie again, tugged him down until their noses almost brushed. “Stop pulling away,” she whispered. “Don’t you dare pull away from me.”He hesi
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The world had gone still again. Paul carried her to the bed, cradling her against his chest while Lexie's arms stayed wrapped around his neck, her face tucked close, and he could feel the aftershocks of her release still lingering in the way her body trembled against his.He laid her down carefully, crawling in beside her and pulling the blanket over them. She immediately shifted, nestling closer until her bare skin pressed fully against his, like she was afraid he might disappear if she let go.He wrapped an arm around her waist, tucking her tight against his chest. One leg hooked around hers, and his free hand found her back, fingertips tracing soft circles there. Her fingers slid along his stomach, drawing lazy, invisible patterns. Neither of them spoke for a while, coming down from their own highs. But the silence was filled with peace. Paul pressed a kiss to the crown of her head. “You okay?” He murmured, his voice already thick with sleep. Lexie nodded against his chest, h
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The stone halls of the Apollo estate were starting to brighten up as the day progressed, while Paul and Lexie walked back from the throne room. Their fingers were interlaced, and there was a lightness in her steps that hadn't been there for days. It wasn't much, but Paul noticed it. Lexie was quiet, but her silence wasn’t strained. There was a calmness in her presence now, and Paul knew why. The guilt that had weighed so heavily on her, unjust and suffocating, had finally been lifted. The punishment for Abby may not have been the harshest he could have delivered, but it had been just. More importantly, the truth had been revealed in public. Every member of the pack had seen the truth with their own eyes. That was all Lexie had wanted… to be heard and believed. The moment the door shut behind them and they entered the privacy of their chambers, Lexie turned and stepped into Paul’s chest, wrapping her arms around him tightly. Her cheek pressed against his heart, as if she nee
