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must not hurt her

but gods

how I want to

her breath comes faster now

chest heaving

scent sweetening

want to speak

to tell her…

what?

that I am sorry?

that I wish I could be what she needs?

that I would give anything?

jaws open

but only snarls pour out

Chapter

Twenty-Eight

COSIMA

Ipress myself against the rough bark of the tree trunk, my heart hammering in my chest. The Knight watches me with those intense glowing eyes, his massive frame rigid with tension.

I expect him to lunge at any moment, to pin me down and take what he wants like every other alpha I've ever known except for Azarel. And I guess Nikolai, as loathe as I am to give him credit for having even a shred of decency.

But he doesn't move.

He just stares.

When I make eye contact with him, he snarls low in his chest and raises his huge hands—both the metal and the organic one—but still stares at me through his fingers, growling dangerously the entire time.

I avert my gaze and he goes quiet, his hands slowly lowering. A quick glance back at his face and the snarling starts up again. His hands move up, too. Why doesn't he just turn away? Is it because he doesn't want to let me out of his sight, even for a moment?

Whatever's going on, it's clear he doesnotlike it when I look at him. That's fine. I can respect that. It's easy enough to look at everything else. He may be terrifying, but he's fuckingjacked, his strong muscles tense beneath his scarred skin. I've never seen a set of eight pack abs in person before, but here we are.

If he's used to wearing a mask all the time, maybe I can figure out how to replace the half-broken one. There have to be more aesthetic masks than a crude metal slab with eye holes in it. Maybe something that makes him look more like his namesake. Obviously not right now, but later.

Am I really thinking aboutlater?

What the hell am I going to do, leash him and lead him back to Azarel? I'm sure he wouldlovethat. "Oh, hi, Az, long time no see! Remember when you said I can't have one of those adorable mutated three-headed puppies? Well, I have great news! I'm never going to ask again because now I have a giant mutated alpha instead! And he'll even eat our enemies!"

Nope. Not happening.

But this isn't just any giant mutated alpha. He's the giant mutated alpha I've had the same damn dream about since I can remember.

Yeah. I really have lost it.

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