ALPHA SEBASTIAN: His Love Is Killing Me

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could feel. But with Sebastian I didn’t have that feeling, only pure carnal pleasure; and to be honest, I didn’t care. All I’d cared about was him. He was a handsome man from

y up to his neck and lead to his perfect chiseled jawline, getting lost in his manly, firm mouth. His eyes were piercing mine, and it was like storm clouds touched them; that is how blue

a!” he said instead of kiss

ng eyes. But then he made an offer I just couldn’t say no to. “Come with me!” I w

losing control around this wolf. But at the same time, it honored me he picked me as his half as his mate, f

was just like a flower opening into the late spring. Sometimes I just wished he would be bolder with me, but I guess he had a good reason not to. Although we b

lt so deep that he could soothe my soul just by l

intended to bring him closer to me, to my sou

my doubts went deeper if he was feeling sorry for me and for the deplorable condition in which his mother found me. But when he was contemplating me with thos

d to him, but I couldn’t say that the opposite applied. Nobody told me he belonged to me, not eve

t just let the wind blow and sing its notes and stir my every emotion; let it bring back the sweet memories I had about this Al

he price I had to pay for him being mine, then I was at peace with it. He never knew I w

to Bellingham. I was recuperating quick. He even took th

and taking care of me. I didn’t mind. She was a caring woman, still stunningly beautiful, but I guess with a heavy past. I admir

nside her soul and head as much as I could. But her pai

ing, and he made it to our taste as he barely stayed home with all the business he had to take care of. This house was my hom

prise for you. Do you wish to accompany me?” His voice was

n in love teenager when he had his first date. I just loved that about him. He was so ge

invited me out.” as I mentioned that Thea’s smile widened

find you a nice, stunning dress. As I know, my son, the restaurant he select

palms on them. Her motherly touch was so sweet. “But to be honest, I was kind of praying for something like this to happen. My Sebastian had suffered a lot since Vic

er work when we both heard the door closing. Bash was home. I could inhale his scent from here. Motio

ine when spotting its prey. But I guess I was the prey in this game I fancied. Not a single second did he look a

rful man. It took us ten minutes to arrive at the most beautiful, elegant restaurant. We made our ent

sparkling wit

mns holding this place and the noisy

As his eyes were contemplating me, I could just stare into those deep blue orbs that were devouring me. “Please excuse

I just loved this sensitive side of him. I displayed a wide smile to him as

ow that order. But nothing prepared us for the full glass of red wine shed on Bash’s white shirt as she was trying to get past our table. Poor girl