Chapter 8
Aria’s pov:
Night-time came soon much to my pleasure. To think I would be happy despite doing this in a spur of the moment but I wasn’t able to summon any care.
Soon, I arrived in front of the room, already feeling Kael’s presence and that was the only thing I needed before taking a deep breath in.
With my hand on the door knob, I opened the door without knocking.
And there he was; Standing at the far end of the room, facing the window, the moonlight casting a sharp silver glow across his bare back.
His hair was damp, tousled like he’d just come from a run or a cold shower, possibly after attending to the business he said he had. His muscles shifted slightly when the door clicked shut behind me, but he didn’t turn.
He didn’t need to.
He felt me. The bond buzzed between us, louder now, thicker since he’d marked me... since he’d claimed me.
I stepped in. Not needing to be told or to be asked. This wasn’t what I had come here to do.
The silk nightdress clung to my skin like water, barely there, chosen on purpose. I had never worn anything like it before and not once did I think I’d be doing this. I didn’t want to think too deeply about what I was doing. I just wanted to feel. To take something back. To have control of something for once in my life.
"I couldn’t sleep," I said, voice quiet and even with the knowledge that I didn’t have to explain.