Chapter 67
His grip on my waist tightened as he continued to kiss me like his life depended on it. When his tongue continued to slide over my lips, I slowly opened my mouth, giving him the access he desperately craved.
He pulled away, clouds of desire floating behind those blue orbs. If I didn’t know better, I’d have said he’d been waiting for this exact moment right from the time we’d entered the office building.
“Melanie,” He said breathlessly.
I didn’t let him get another word in before pulling him back into the kiss. One thing I’d come to notice was how often I craved good scents ever since I broke my bond with Jack. The elders had helped in doing that and I couldn’t help the feeling of relief that swelled in me at that thought.
When it came to Askhan, he had a pretty nice scent. That much was expected seeing how he was the Royal Prince.
But for the past few days, he’d been overly possessive and barely paid me much mind so thinking about him now wasn’t really something I enjoyed. Quentin also had a satisfying and pleasurable
scent.
We continued to kiss each other, oblivious to anything and everything that wasn’t the other person’s body. I let him run his hand up and down my sides, a small moan leaving my lips as his hands gently massaged my butt.
My eyes flicked back to his desk and something made me pause. It looked like another photo that had been framed up.
Unlike the previous one, this one seemed to be a group photo. It was a bit confusing and had my thoughts reeling faster than I could keep track off.
Back then, I had wished he’d just told me to stay with him. If he had been bold about his intention and asked me to be his mate, I definitely agreed to it.
“Say no to that scumbag. Be with me, Melanie. Stand by my side as my mate.”
But he hadn’t done anything like that. His words had remained pressed together in silence. Well…except for when he had wished me a happy graduation.
I pushed Quentin away, the flood of emotions hitting me all at once. There was a look of confusion in his eyes despite the look of desire in his eyes.
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When I turned away from him, he followed immediately, not giving me a single respite. It was obvious my actions were starting to get to him.
I’d repeatedly seduced and rejected him more times than I could count. Now, he didn’t look like he was about to let me slip away from his grasp.
He followed his werewolf instincts and tried to claim my lips again. I was faster than him though, wrapping his arms around his neck.
“What were you thinking about when you were taking that picture?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” There was a glint in his eyes as his eyes flicked to me.
I could feel the tension visibly leave the room after some seconds had passed. Quentin still had his eyes on me, that piercing gaze threatening to see right through all the walls I’d built around myself.
A small left my lips right before I pushed
pay much heed to that, my mind seemingentin away. His brows furrowed just a little but I didn’t
somewhere else.
“Where are you going?” Quentin asked as I dusted off some invincible lint off my shirt.
“I have a home you know,” I leaned my head to the side. “Wondering around the whole place isn’t
fitting for someone of my status.”
Quentin let out a chuckle. “Pulling up the princess title now, are we?”
I shrugged, a small smile playing at my lips. To be frank, I’d already spent enough time in Quentin’s office building. More time than necessary.
My purpose of coming here had already been achieved. I’d come here with the goal of finally meeting Hart and seeing him in person. Along with that, I’d also come here to try warn Quentin
about Claire’s true nature.
Well, coming here to remind him about Claire wasn’t all that important. It was something that he might end up figuring out by himself. Hopefully by then, it wouldn’t be too late.
I grabbed my purse and began making my way to the door. My thoughts drifted off to Emma and what she might be doing at the moment.
Where the nannies taking good care of her? I hoped she’d be having fun in whatever she was doing.
“Melanie,”
Quentin crossed the room in less than a second. He was blocking the path to the door, preventing me
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from leaving.
“I want a bit of your time,” He stated. “This night, just the both of us.”
