Chapter 19

Chapter 19:

Emily sat on the floor while I perched on the edge of the bed, leaning over her.

“You have great hair,” I muttered as I pressed my lips to her hair, taking in the scent of the cherry blossom shampoo I had used to wash it a while ago in the bathroom.

“Hmmm, I know. Please don’t cut it short—just trim the loose ends,” she replied, and I smiled.

I grabbed the scissors from the drawer nearby and carefully trimmed the loose strands, giving it a fresh new style. I wanted to impress her.

“Whoa, you’re really good at this,” she complimented as she looked at herself in the mirror, and I smiled. I washed my hands and walked back to the room, only to find her changing into her robe.

Her robe always drove me crazy whenever I saw her in it.

“Emi,” I said as I walked closer to her, my breath heavy with anticipation. She turned to face me and shivered slightly as my hands brushed against her back. Then, I withdrew, not wanting to scare her.

“Nothing,” I murmured, and as I started to walk away, she grabbed my nightshirt and pulled me toward her. She covered my lips with hers, kissing me like never before.

I pulled her closer, my desire overwhelming. I raised her up onto my thighs, kissing her passionately. I nibbled on the nape of her neck, her shoulders, and her lips. We kissed deeply for about three minutes before she pulled away, breathing heavily.

I stepped back, giving her the space she needed, and walked out of the room to give her time to herself.

Amira’s POV

I stood there with a smile on my face, breathing heavily as he walked out of the room. I enjoyed every move of his hands on me. I didn’t want to make the first move initially, but his touch tested my patience. How could I resist the temptation of having him around me? I mean, his perfect body, built with muscles, drives me even crazier than I already was…

I think I’m entangled in the rope of love. I love Tristan so much, but I still have bottled-up feelings for Alpha Christian. I really don’t know what to do. I’m scared of falling into the wrong hands, which makes choosing between them so difficult. The more I try to forget Alpha Christian, the more I miss his presence around me.

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If it weren’t for Luna, I would have lost it by now. All thanks to her presence in the office.

“What do I do? How should I make this work? I’m really confused. I don’t know what decision to make that I won’t end up regretting,” I muttered to myself.

Settling down for Alpha Christian would definitely stir up trouble for me and put his life in danger, which I wouldn’t find interesting at all.

My love for Alpha Christian remains the same as it has for these past years. I knew we would meet again someday, even if by coincidence.

As much as I don’t want to go back to being the cursed girl, I still want to return to the Moonlight pack as Amira for revenge. They all have to pay for their actions in the past, and I have to settle that before I marry Tristan.

Mico’s POV

I sense something fishy about this girl. There’s a feeling I get whenever I’m around her. She looks so familiar, but I can’t quite figure out why or how. I think I need to meet with Alpha Christian secretly to confirm if she’s really the Amira he claims she is.

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