Chapter 320
Chapter 320:
Adella sat beside me, her hands resting in her lap, still trembling slightly. The air in the car shifted, the sterile scent of the air conditioning battling with what she had brought back with her — the sour, cloying stench of Braydon Hyde’s desperation. But beneath that, stronger and sweeter, was her own scent: moonflowers and rain, the perfume of my soul’s peace.
She is safe. She is mine, Ragnar rumbled in my chest, pacing restlessly against my ribs. He wanted to claw the scent of another male off her skin, but I forced him to settle.
“Is it done?” I asked, keeping my voice low so as not to startle her.
Adella turned to look at me. Her eyes were dry, but they held the exhaustion of a soldier who had finally put down her sword. “It’s done. I left him with his life. It was the cruelest thing I could give him p>
I reached out and covered her cold hand with mine. Sparks, electric and undeniable, shot up my arm. “Good p>
The drive back to Marshall Tower was a blur of city lights. When we arrived at the penthouse, the silence that followed us wasn’t oppressive — but it was heavy with unspoken questions.
I poured her a glass of water in the kitchen, the city skyline sprawling beneath us through the floor-to-ceiling windows. She took it but didn’t drink. She simply stared at her reflection in the glass.
“The contract,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the hum of the refrigerator. “I fulfilled my part. I dealt with the Hydes. I secured my freedom.” She turned to me, her gaze searching. “Am I free now, Dallas? Is the transaction over p>
𝗣𝘰p𝘂𝗹𝘢𝗿 𝗌tо𝗿𝗂𝗲ѕ 𝗼𝘯 ѕ.𝖼𝗈𝗺
I set my glass down with a sharp clink. The word transaction tasted like ash in my mouth.
“There was never a transaction, Adella,” I said, closing the distance between us. I stopped inches from her, close enough to feel the heat radiating from her body. “The contract was a leash I invented because I was terrified you would run before you realized what we were p>
Her breath hitched. “What are you saying p>
“I’m saying I don’t want an employee. I don’t want a business partner.” I took her face in my hands, my thumbs tracing the delicate line of her jaw. “The contract is over, little wolf. Now I need you to choose. Stay with me — not as part of a deal, but as my Mate. My Luna. My everything p>
Ragnar roared in approval, vibrating through my chest. Mate. Queen.
Adella’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears. She didn’t pull away. Instead, she leaned into my touch, her hands rising to grip my wrists.
“I choose you,” she breathed, the words sealing a bond stronger than any ink on paper. “Not because I have to. But because I want to p>
I didn’t wait. I captured her lips in a kiss that was equal parts worship and possession, erasing the taste of her past and claiming her future.
Hours later, the penthouse was silent.
Adella was asleep in my bed, her dark hair fanned across the white pillows like spilled ink. Moonlight washed over her, turning her skin to porcelain. She looked peaceful, the tension finally gone from her brow.
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