Even after looking around for so ti, when Alia didn’t find anyone, she stayed silent, too cautious about her environnt, too observant about every gaze on her so she could see who was watching her.
But she didn’t find anyone suspicious, no one who would know anything about the white light she t or her relation to any mage’s powers that were ntioned during her rebirth.
She packed her books inside the backpack once she was done and stood to leave when soone stopped her.
She looked at Joseph with raised brows.
"Yes, Mr. Miles. How can I help you?" She asked.
The man cleared her throat, feeling a little ashad, before he presented a gift pack wrapped in pink silk, clearly prepared by a girl.
"Caroline wanted to thank you for helping her last night. She didn’t know what to give you, so she got you so chocolate cookies. You always loved them, right?" Joseph said with a slight smile.
Seeing how Alia didn’t extend her hand to accept the gift, Joseph swallowed hard.
"It’s not poisoned if that’s what you are worried about. If you have any suspicion, you can choose any cookie and I’ll eat it," He said to assure her.
Alia looked at the gift pack before looking at the man’s eyes.
"It’s a thoughtful gift. I’ll accept it. However, I don’t want anything else. I got paid for what I did. It was purely professional," Alia said, and took the cookie box.
She nodded at the man one last ti and left.
Joseph heaved a sigh of relief once the girl was out of sight.
He looked at his empty hands and then pulled out another check that he had prepared for her as a token of gratitude, thinking she might use it as pocket change to make her life easier.
But seeing her reaction just now, he knew that if he had presented the check, she probably hadn’t accepted the cookies either.
He looked at the back of the leaving girl with a sigh.
When did that happen? When did Alia’s image turn to a re love-sick fool who had no talent or dignity in everyone’s eyes? Who spread those words first?
This was always her. She didn’t change at all, but in Alpha Killian’s eyes, she had changed drastically. Was it because the loving side she used to show him, being cursed for and made fun of, had vanished completely?
The only side that was supposed to be exclusive to him in her eyes, the one for which he humiliated her countless tis, didn’t appear anymore?
Joseph looked at the check before crumbling it in his hand and leaving the room.
Hannah, who had witnessed everything and seen how public opinion was shifting about Alia, a problem for her image, tightened her grip on her clutch before she turned and left.
"So?" Kyle joined Alia when she went to the terrace of the University, near the rogues’ building.
Alia sat on the bench and looked at the crumbled note.
"Do you have nothing better to do than hover around ?" She asked.
Kyle smirked at her words rather than finding them offensive.
"You didn’t say this when we t last night. Soone wanted to take my pants off and ride the entire night. Have you forgotten about it?" Kyle smiled, mischief dancing in his eyes.
Alia’s ears turned red at such lewd language.
"How vulgar. I would never say sothing like that," Alia kept her eyes trained on her hands, afraid that if she looked into his enchanting eyes, which always made her forget about things and lean into the mate bond, she might realise what he was saying was right.
Kyle looked at her flushed neck and licked his bottom lip.
She looked ready to be devoured.
Uhhh...why was it so hard?
"You are right. You didn’t say those things. Rather, you were trying to unbuckle my pants while you kissed my throat." Kyle’s gaze turned dark as his eyes couldn’t look away from her neck.
There was just sothing so alluring about her today that was irresistible to the very end.
He had been feeling edgy since morning because of that and had been waiting for her to turn up here.
He knew she would co. Even if she keeps denying it, the mate pull is not standard and sothing one can easily ignore, not until it is rejected.
Though she always sees him in the na of having so kind of ’task’ for him, her heart knows that it has always been to see him, even if she would never admit it.
"Shut up. I ca here because I had sothing to ask you," Alia said.
Kyle smirked.
Just like he thought.
"And what would that be?" He asked with a aningful gaze.
"You also saw Dominic’s anxious face when he was in that part of his estate. He wouldn’t be stupid enough to co and cause a scene at the Grand Palace without any evidence if sothing big wasn’t at stake. From my faint mory, I feel like I saw a person chained in the dungeons and–"
Alia couldn’t complete her sentence because in the next mont, Kyle grabbed her chin and pulled her close, making her breath hitch.
"You want to go and see what that precious thing is that the bastard is trying so hard to protect. Am I right?" He asked.
Alia nodded softly, and Kyle imdiately closed the distance between them, placing his lips on her neck, making her gasp when he kissed her sloppily there.
Her fists clenched on his chest, and she tried to push him away; however, even she felt her gentle push was too light to push away a rogue head.
The more she interacted with him, the weaker her resolve beca.
"You can’t –" Alia started, but the man grabbed a fistful of her hair and placed his lips directly on hers.
He sucked her lips like he was worshipping a goddess with his lips. He nibbled her bottom lip, seeking entrance to her divine taste, licking her lips like he was tasting an exotic food.
When Alia didn’t open her mouth to let him in, he placed his hand on her throat, massaging her neck with his thumb, making her gasp.
Kyle smirked in the kiss, imdiately savoring the opportunity and pushing his tongue inside her mouth.
"Mmm," Alia groaned, forgetting about everything else as she suddenly felt like she was in the right place. Nothing was wrong with this situation.
Lost in the mont, Kyle pulled her closer until she was sitting on his lap with her legs on either side of his waist.
The heat from her demanding pussy that was aching with slight, growing need ward his crotch, and he felt his soldiers reacting to her.
If that wasn’t enough, to get better access and taste, she raised her body and pushed herself into him, completely lost in the symphony of their heartbeats, pacing in sync as she kissed him like there was no tomorrow.
The subconscious rubbing was too torturous for Kyle. He groaned inwardly.
This girl would be the death of him.
Kyle bit his bottom lip. He had been courteous for too long.
She was his mate, his to take, his to claim, and his to love.
Why did he always hesitate?
Without a second thought, he removed his hand from her hair and placed it under her top, feeling her soft skin, making her groan and breathe heavily as her chest heaved up and down, rubbing against his chest.
He couldn’t take it anymore.
Placing his hand on her breast from the other side of her bra, he rubbed her nipples, making Alia gasp loudly.
"Aahh," She moaned, throwing her head back as he placed his mouth on her throat.
He licked her neck, letting her dry hump on him.
If only she would allow him, he definitely wanted to show her what heaven felt like, what being excited and releasing that orgasm, what reaching that kind of climax that would make her scream in pleasure would feel like.
However, it was a little too much for her.
Kyle grabbed her hair and pulled her head back in for a frivolous kiss as he kneaded her breasts, earning groans from the back of her throat.
Seeing her a complete ss and knowing she was yet to eat sothing, Kyle snarled slowly before pulling her head away from his mouth as they breathed heavily.
"You would be the death of , Sweetheart. On your birthday, I’ll make you. And that’s a promise I am making to myself," Kyle growled slowly.
His words about the marking finally brought Alia back to her senses, and she realised the position she was in.
His other hand, which was under her top, felt a little too sensitive, and she felt a beat skip, not in her heart but down there.
She swallowed hard.
There was no use saying what he was doing with her. She knew what they were doing, and the fact that this bond had the power to make her forget about everything else was what troubled her more.
Because, for once, she finally knew what was happening.
She was screwed. She was in love with not one but two n. And they both hated each other’s presence.
Alia gulped.
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