His hand tightened around her wrist, pulling her back just as she tried to step away.
“Running again?” Kael’s voice was low, dangerous… but there was something else beneath it. Something unsteady.
Liora’s breath hitched as her back met his chest. “Let me go.”
“Say you don’t feel it,” he murmured against her ear. “Say the bond means nothing to you.”
Her heart betrayed her, racing wildly.
“I don’t….”
The lie died the moment he turned her around.
His gaze dropped to her lips, dark and consuming, like he had been holding himself back for far too long.
“You feel it,” he said softly. “Every time I’m close.”
She should have pushed him away.
She should have hated him.
But instead, her fingers curled into his shirt.
And that was all it took.
Kael closed the distance.
The kiss wasn’t gentle.
It was possession. Fire. A clash of everything they were anger, pain, desire colliding all at once.
Liora gasped against his lips, her body responding before her mind could catch up.
This was wrong.
He was wrong.
Everything about this was wrong.
And yet… she didn’t pull away.
Because for that one moments…
She forgot he was the man who destroyed her world.
And remembered only that he was the one her soul refused to let go.
