Page 31 of Knot Broken


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He glances down at me. “Are you afraid of water?”

I don’t want to confess it to a stranger but I’m forced to nod.

“I’m sorry, Aurora,” he says, looking truly apologetic. “This is the only thing that can cool you down right now.”

“No, please. Stop, please—” My words disappear off my lips as he bends his knees, taking me down with him.

Both our bodies get submerged in the cold, flowing waters. My arms go around his neck, holding him tightly.

“I fucking hate you,” I whimper in his ear.

His arms come around my waist, pulling me onto his lap securely.

“Hate me all you want,” he says in a deep, gentle voice that’s unnervingly soothing. “You have the right to hate every man that crosses your path.”

His patient voice surprises me. I hurt him badly enough to make him bleed but he’s sitting in a flowing stream with me, getting soaked to the skin.

“No matter what you do, I’ll never trust you,” I hiss.

A deep rumble erupts from his chest. The vibrations flow through me, calming me despite my hatred.

“How are you feeling now?” he asks.

The cold water flowing past my body feels amazingly good. My burning skin feels soothed. Even the cramps don’t feel so painful anymore.

“A little better,” I admit.

“Let me help you some more,” he says. Scooping water in his cupped hand, he pours the liquid on top of my head.

Another moan escapes me as the chilly water seeps through my hair and spreads on my scalp.

“Did you like that?” he asks.

“Yeah,” I grudgingly mumble.

A small smile plays on his lips as he continues pouring water over my head.

This close to him, I can’t help but breathe in his warm, spicy scent. My rational mind warns me against trusting him but he still ends up making me feel safe and secure.

Fucking hormones, I groan internally. That’s probably the reason I’m being so crazy right now.

Silence descends on us, allowing me to study him. It’s the only way I can distract my mind from the terror of being submerged in a stream with a strange alpha.

Seth is handsome. He might be the same as those godawful military alphas who frequented the Black Widow’s underground bunkers, but damn, he’s easy on the eyes. His high cheekbones are sharply contoured, giving him the look of a beautiful Greek god.

Pressed against him, I can feel the hardness of his muscles. The scent of rosemary pervades my senses, reminding me of the days when I used to spend Thanksgiving weekends with my mom. The lovely food she used to cook for us always had a hint of rosemary in them.

My thoughts surprise me.

I shouldn’t be feeling anything but hatred for this stranger. There’s no way he’s any different from the other alphas I met during my time in those hellish underground bunkers.

Still, I have to admit he’s fighting hard for my trust.

Something deep inside me trusts him too or I wouldn’t be sitting calmly in his arms while water laps around my chest.

Gradually, the cramps disappear, leaving behind a warm, pleasurable throbbing in my pussy. I might’ve been fucked by a hundred or more men these past weeks, but I haven’t felt this aroused in ages.

Seth’s pheromones are starting to affect me, making me press up against his hardness. A shard of guilt stabs at me when I look up at him and see the blood soaking into his dark strands.

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