Chapter 70
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Chapter 70 A Kiss That Shouldn’t Have Happened
Henry’s POV
I should have been angry.
Not long ago, she looked me dead in the eye and told me there was no future between us. Her voice had been cold, decisive, final. And now? She was grabbing my collar, kissing me like her life depended on it, her voice trembling as she demanded to know why I didn’t like her, declaring she would never end the engagement.
It was ridiculous. Completely absurd.
And yet, my heart was hammering against my ribs, blood boiling like it might burst from every vein in my body.
“Little liar.” I muttered.
But I couldn’t stop myself. I bent down and kissed her again.
Her lips were too soft, too warm–like poison laced with honey. The deeper I fell into the kiss, the more I needed. I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck, pulling her into me until I could feel every line of her pressed to my skin. I wanted her closer. Closer than skin, deeper than blood.
It wasn’t enough.
I wanted to hear her say she liked me again. I wanted to see her lose control because of me. I wanted to take those words-“break off the engagement“-and rip them from her vocabulary.
I slid my hand to her collar and kissed my way to her shoulder, but before I could go further, she suddenly shoved me away with all her strength.
Aubrey’s POV
This was bad.
I had kissed Alpha Henry. Not just kissed–I was sitting on top of him, legs wrapped around his waist, chest pressed against his, saying things I’d buried for a lifetime.
Why don’t you like me? I’m not breaking off the engagement!
Moon Goddess, those weren’t even thoughts from this life.
Ella was screaming inside my mind, but the drug made everything worse. My blood felt like fire. Henry’s palms against my skin were hotter than anything else, and the way his tongue brushed against my shoulder made my entire body tremble.
This had to stop.
I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood and shoved him away, regaining just enough clarity to force the moment to end.
He clearly hadn’t expected that. He narrowed his eyes at me, then gave a low, dangerous chuckle and leaned in close to my ear.
“Awake now?” he murmured. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ
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Clutching my head, I let out a dramatic groan. “My head… it hurts. It’s splitting open.”
Henry stared at me for a moment, then without warning, scooped me up in his arms.
“Hang in there. I’m taking you to the wolf medic.”
Wait–he believed me?
I closed my eyes and pretended to pass out, but my thoughts were a mess.
What the hell was I doing?
Why had I contacted him when I lost control? Why had I said all that?
Those words… they weren’t from now. They were the obsessions of my past life. I never got to ask him why he hated me, and I spent that entire life swallowing my feelings without an answer. I had loved him so deeply. And when I was forced to break off the engagement, I never stopped regretting it. It became a thorn in my heart I never pulled out.
Now, in my haze, seeing him again at that age, all those emotions had come spilling out before I could stop
them.
But I’m not the eighteen–year–old girl I used to be. I know now why he didn’t like me. I know why he treated me differently. And none of that matters anymore.
I know what I want in this life. And I know what I don’t.
I want nothing to do with Alpha Henry.
I have to find a way to explain it. I have to clear this up.
But how? What am I supposed to say? “Sorry, everything I just said was a leftover obsession from my past life. I don’t actually like you now.”
He’ll think I’ve lost my mind.
And worse, the current Alpha Henry looks at me like I’m the only thing he wants.
This is going to be a problem.
A massive, throbbing, heat–flushed, disaster–level problem.
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