Page 182 of A Female Alpha for the Lycan Prince

Goddess, her touch drives me crazy. I have to fight the urge not to grab her and slam our lips together.

“Is this from Valerie’s abduction?” she asks quietly.

I nod, anxious not to break the spell by speaking and ruining our moment.

“May I?” she asks once more.

Again, I nod. It doesn’t go unnoticed that Celine is asking for consent, something I am not used to. But her touch isn’t triggering me; it’s calming and leaves me wanting more. I close my eyes as I feel her fingers start touching my chest, her touch sending little tingles and sparks through my body. I carefully reach out my arms, touching her waist first, before slowly moving up to explore her firm breasts. Her nipples harden under my fingers, and it feels so good to finally touch her this way. I almost want to cry from how good it feels.

My thoughts are disrupted when a growl forms in her throat. For a second, I am scared she doesn’t like me touching her here, but then I realize her fingers are tracing a long scar down my back.

“What is that from?” She wants to know.

Yeah, that bossy tone is definitely a turn-on.

“Calvin did that,” I say quietly. “He, he didn’t regularly hit me, except for this one time. He said it was because I was slacking in my training, which was a lie. He did it because I tried to distance myself from him, and because he wanted to show me that I had nowhere to go and that pushing him away would only hurt me more.”

“Your father let him punish you?” Celine asks in shock.

“No,” I sigh. “Technically, though, his betas are allowed to instill discipline, if necessary, in their training classes. Needless to say, Vincent never once did. As for Calvin…” I pause. “He whipped my back, but for the final lash, he used a silver-coated whip.”

Her eyes turn silver as she listens, indicating that Danica is coming to the surface. I see her body tensing, and her jaw tightens, her fingers clenching into fists.

“Don’t get upset for my sake,” I say quietly.

“Did no one ever ask what happened?” she hisses. “Surely someone noticed?”

“I lied,” I explain. “I told them it happened during a rogue attack. We indeed had one around that time, and Liam and my mother got hurt too, so no one questioned it. I was very convincing. I was so scared of how my parents would react if they had known what happened that I put a lot of effort into my lies. I would build whole back stories around them and sometimes even act a scene out to be more convincing.”

She stays quiet for a long while. “Nothing like that should have happened,” she says sadly.

“I know.”

“Thank you for being honest,” she says, leaning her forehead against mine. “It must be difficult to talk about.”

“You are the only one who knows these details,” I admit honestly. “I have never told anyone else. It’s only for you to hear.”

She looks at me, before grabbing my neck and pulling me into a short kiss. It’s over before I even grasp what happened.

But shit, she kissed me!

I almost don’t believe it.

Cyrus nearly fainted from the shock, before popping up again and beaming at me.Yes, human, way to go!

She smiles at me, before turning around to grab her clothes. Goddess, her ass is gorgeous too. I fight back my growing erection, hastily grabbing my clothes. She catches my reaction though, and grins. “Like what you see?”

“Well, you do have a great ass,” I point out playfully.

She laughs. “It’s only fair that you show me yours now.”

“You want to see my butt?” I grin, loving how she is not embarrassed to ask for something like that.

“Equal opportunity,” she teases.

I smirk while turning around slowly, wiggling my hips a bit for the show. I turn my head to toss her a glance over my shoulder like a professional stripper. “And? What’s the verdict?”

She gives me the thumbs up, speckles of silver dancing through her eyes. “Perfect.”