He Knows the Door to My Soul and Who Forgot to Novel 109

In Chapter 109 of “He Knows the Door to My Soul and Who Forgot to Novel 109,” Natalia finds herself in a tumultuous emotional state as she watches Andrei effortlessly lift a heavy beam. His physical prowess ignites memories of their past intimacy, causing her heart to race and her thoughts to spiral into longing. Despite her attempts to maintain distance and composure, she is acutely aware of the magnetic attraction between them, which she desperately tries to suppress.

Natalia’s internal conflict intensifies as her wolf, Onyx, voices her opinions on their bond. Onyx insists that Andrei is their mate, challenging Natalia’s resolve to move on. The dialogue between them reveals Natalia’s frustration and denial about her feelings for Andrei, as well as her struggle to reconcile her desires with the reality of their complicated relationship. The playful yet accusatory tone of Onyx adds a layer of tension, highlighting Natalia’s reluctance to acknowledge the depth of her emotions.

As Natalia grapples with her feelings, she is reminded of the stakes involved in severing her bond with Onyx. The fear of losing her wolf, a vital part of her identity, looms over her decision-making. This realization forces her to confront the consequences of her choices, leaving her torn between the desire to protect herself and the undeniable connection she shares with Andrei. The chapter captures Natalia’s internal battle, filled with frustration, longing, and the weight of her responsibilities.

Ultimately, Natalia’s determination to resist Andrei is tested as she acknowledges the undeniable truth of her attraction to him. Her body betrays her resolve, igniting feelings of embarrassment and confusion. The chapter ends on a note of unresolved tension, leaving readers eager to see how Natalia will navigate her complex emotions and the implications of her bond with both Andrei and Onyx.

**He Knows the Door to My Soul and Who Forgot to Novel 109**

**Chapter 109**

**Natalia**

I stood there, a mere spectator, as Andrei effortlessly lifted the heavy beam onto his shoulder. It was astonishing how he made it seem weightless, his muscles rippling beneath the snug fabric of his shirt. My heart raced, and I had to summon every ounce of willpower to keep my thoughts from drifting back to how those very muscles had pressed against me not long ago, igniting a fire within me that I desperately wanted to extinguish.

“I had it,” I muttered under my breath, forcing myself to look away, as if avoiding eye contact could somehow shield me from the magnetic pull he had on me.

“Oh, sure you did,” he replied, his voice dripping with playful sarcasm.

I huffed in response, turning my back on him, but not before catching that infuriating smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. What an insufferable jerk, I thought. He was relishing this moment, wasn’t he? Showing off, basking in my flustered state as I felt myself melting under his gaze. For him, this was a game of control, and I was just a pawn in his little charade.

Yet, despite my best efforts to look away, I found myself drawn to him like a moth to a flame. He climbed the ladder with one hand, the beam resting effortlessly on his shoulder, and I couldn’t help but admire the flex of his thighs straining against his pants, the way his broad back narrowed down to a trim waist. Each movement was a blend of raw power and effortless grace, laced with an arrogance that made my heart race.

I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. A vivid memory surged forth unbidden—his body, strong and commanding, moving over mine, his hips nestled between my thighs, fingers gripping my wrists, his mouth hot against my skin.

Heat crept up my ears, and I shifted uncomfortably, cursing under my breath. What was wrong with me? It felt as if I was in some primal state of longing, a creature in heat.

“Dammit,” I whispered to myself, turning away and snatching a hammer from the nearby toolbox. I needed to concentrate on anything—anything at all—other than Andrei and that infuriatingly perfect physique of his.

“It’s not infuriating,” my wolf, Onyx, chimed in, her voice ringing in my head. “It’s perfect because he’s our mate. Our bodies are designed to fit together.”

I rolled my eyes internally, exasperated. Onyx had been increasingly vocal lately, especially in Andrei’s presence. She was relentless in her conviction that he was still ours, despite everything that had transpired between us.

“He’s not our mate,” I countered firmly. “Not in any meaningful way anymore. We’ve moved on. We have to.”

“Then why did you sleep with him at the banquet? Why were you practically grinding against him on the training mat just an hour ago?” she pressed, her tone teasing yet accusatory.

“Because you made me do it! You’re the one who’s in heat right now!” I shot back, frustration bubbling to the surface.

Onyx snorted derisively. “You keep deflecting blame. First, it was the drugs, then him, and now me. Maybe, just maybe, you actually want him.”

I drove the hammer down with all my might, trying to drown out her voice, but it was futile.

“You know what will happen if we keep denying our bond,” Onyx continued, her voice growing louder, more insistent. “It’s only going to get worse. The pull will grow stronger, the pain will intensify. And one day, it might just shatter us both.”

“Stop being so dramatic,” I retorted, irritation flaring.

“Fated mates can’t live apart forever. It’s unnatural. You either mark each other or sever the bond if you want relief. But if you sever the bond, you’ll both lose your wolves.”

I froze, hammer mid-swing, the weight of her words settling heavily on my shoulders. The thought of Onyx going dormant sent a shiver down my spine. For all her annoying persistence, she was an integral part of me. She had been by my side since childhood, not just an animal but my friend, my companion, my spirit guide.

A wolf was as crucial to our kind as our dominant hand or our lungs. Losing one’s wolf was akin to a death sentence. Many who had lost their wolves had succumbed to despair, unable to bear the pain.

But the idea of returning to Andrei felt equally impossible. I had the twins to consider, and I couldn’t trust him any more than I could throw that heavy beam I had just held, which was practically a feather in his capable hands.

“I’m not going back to him,” I declared to Onyx with conviction. “That night was a one-time mistake. End of story.”

Onyx huffed, a sound filled with skepticism. “And yet, here you are, getting all flustered just watching him carry a piece of wood.”

I slammed the hammer down again, my face burning with embarrassment at the undeniable truth in her words. I hated that my body betrayed me so easily in his presence, a traitor to my resolve.

As I stood there, the weight of my inner turmoil pressed down on me just as heavily as the beam Andrei effortlessly hoisted. It was a battle between my heart and my mind, a war I felt I was losing with each lingering glance at him. Onyx’s words echoed relentlessly in my thoughts, reminding me of the bond we shared, a connection that felt both intoxicating and terrifying. The idea of severing that bond loomed like a dark cloud, threatening to engulf me in despair. I could feel the tug of fate pulling me toward him, yet the fear of vulnerability and betrayal held me back. I was caught in a tempest of emotions, desperately trying to navigate the storm without capsizing.

Ultimately, I realized that denying my feelings for Andrei would only lead to greater pain. I had to confront the truth that lay beneath my stubborn resolve: the undeniable chemistry between us was not just a fleeting moment but a deep-rooted connection that could not be easily dismissed. The thought of losing Onyx was unbearable, yet the thought of returning to Andrei felt equally daunting. I stood at a crossroads, torn between the past and the future, knowing that the choices I made now would shape the course of my life. It was time to face the door to my soul, to acknowledge the truth that lay behind it, and to decide whether I would step through with Andrei or walk away for good.

**What to Expect in the Next Chapter?**

As Natalia grapples with her undeniable attraction to Andrei, the tension between them is set to escalate in the next chapter. With Onyx’s persistent voice echoing in her mind, Natalia must confront the reality of their bond and the consequences of her choices. Will she be able to resist the magnetic pull of their connection, or will her walls begin to crumble under the weight of her desires? The stakes are high, and with the threat of losing her wolf looming over her, Natalia finds herself at a crossroads where her heart and mind collide.

Expect a deeper exploration of Natalia’s internal conflict as she navigates her feelings for Andrei while trying to protect her family and herself. The chapter promises emotional revelations and pivotal decisions that will shape not only her relationship with Andrei but also her identity as a wolf. Will she succumb to the primal instincts that bind them, or will she find a way to sever the ties that threaten to ensnare her once more? The tension is palpable, and readers will be left on the edge of their seats, eager to discover whether Natalia can embrace her fate or if she will fight against it, risking everything in the process.

Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.