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Her eyes widened with fascination. “Really? How does that work?”
“In my early days after that first transformation, I ventured into the woods before the full moon rose in hopes of steering far away from people, so I didn’t hurt anyone. I heard the howling of a wolf pack in the distance and decided to follow it. As I got closer, something incredible happened. They accepted me as one of their own while in my human form and then ultimately in my wolf form as well,” I smiled, reminiscing about how it felt to run along with them as part of their pack.
Lexie leaned forward, hanging on to my every word. “What did you do?” she asked, her eyes wide and round.
“I joined their hunt,” I said, my voice filled with wonder. “Running through the forest, feeling the wind in my fur, and hunting alongside them. It was like a primal, ancient connection that transcended time and species. For those hours, I wasn’t just a man or a wolf; I was both.”
“That sounds incredible. Are there other things that are true from the ancient stories?” she asked, her captivating smile lighting up the room.
“Well, there’s one more thing that’s partially true, though it’s not as mystical as the legends make it out to be.”
“Tell me,” Lexie bent in closer, her curiosity unabated.
I leaned forward, meeting her gaze with a hint of seriousness. “Silver. It’s often portrayed as a werewolf’s weakness in folklore, and to some extent, that’s accurate. Silver can cause us harm, but it’s not as dramatic as instant death upon contact.”
Her eyes widened with intrigue, and I continued, “Silver can slow down our healing ability. If a silver weapon pierces our flesh, it can take longer for us to recover. It’s not a pleasant experience, but it won’t kill us outright. However, silver bullets or blades can be particularly effective if used strategically.”
“So, if someone knew you were a werewolf and wanted to harm you, they’d use silver?” Lexie absorbed this information, her mind clearly racing with questions.
“Yes, that’s a possibility. It’s why I’ve always been cautious about revealing my true nature to anyone. There are those who would see it as an opportunity to exploit or harm me,” I answered with a nod.
“Thank you for trusting me enough to share these things,” she said, reaching across the table, placing her hand gently on mine.
“Come here,” I beckoned her.
Her eyes met mine, and there was a flicker of surprise before she offered a warm smile. Without hesitation, she rose from her chair and gracefully moved to sit on my lap, her presence a comforting weight against my body.
As she settled into my embrace, I gently wrapped my arms around her, holding her close. The subtle scent of her hair and the warmth of her body against mine were both intoxicating and grounding. In that moment, I felt an inexplicable connection to her, a deep sense of trust that I had never experienced with anyone else.
“I’ve never told anyone about these things, little one. You’re the first person I’ve ever shared this with,” I whispered, leaning my head down to rest against hers.
“I’m honored that you trust me enough to share your secrets, Kane,” she whispered as she turned her head to look up at me, her eyes filled with understanding and tenderness.
I brushed a strand of hair away from her face, my thumb gently caressing her cheek. She leaned into my touch, and I forced myself to suppress the claiming growl that went along with it. “You’re not just special to me. You’re my one true mate.”
CHAPTER16
Lexie
“My one true mate.”
As Kane’s words hung in the air, I felt an overwhelming rush of emotions. My heart swelled with an unexpected feeling that I couldn’t push away and ignore any longer. It was as if something deep within me had been waiting for him to say those words all my life.
His declaration filled me with a warmth that seemed to radiate from deep within my chest. The fear that had lingered within me dissipated like a mist before the morning sun, leaving only a profound sense of belonging as I sat there in his arms.
I glanced up, my eyes meeting his. I couldn’t help but feel the intensity of his gaze. It was like staring into a fire, a deep and dark heat that seemed to smolder just beneath the surface. In those depths, I saw desire so potent it made my heart race. It was a look that sent shivers down my spine and made my pulse quicken. I drew in a ragged breath, my gaze dipping down to his lips.
I wanted to kiss him.
As if he could read my mind, his lips met mine in a tender, passionate kiss that spoke volumes. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me close, and in that embrace, I felt safe, cherished, and truly loved for the first time in my life. The kiss deepened, and I felt my love for him blossom like a rare and beautiful flower, fragile yet resilient, ready to face any storm that came our way.
It had only been a few days, but I was feeling more comfortable with him that I’d ever been with any other man. He’d answered every question I asked, helping me to understand everything about him without complaint.
Over the past few days, he had seemed to anticipate my needs before I even had to ask. When I was feeling tired, he’d surprise me with a perfectly brewed cup of my favorite tea, the steam rising from the cup in delicate tendrils that seemed to embrace me in warmth. If I mentioned a book I wanted to read, I’d find it waiting for me on the bedside table.
But it wasn’t just the material things. Kane knew when I needed a reassuring touch or a comforting embrace. His presence alone was a source of solace, and he’d often hold me close, letting the world fade away as we lost ourselves in each other’s arms.
Just like you’re losing yourself again, you little slut.
