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THE ALPHA’S DAUGHTER 72

    Chapter 72 Untouched


    SERAPHINA


    “Because I was saving myself for you.”


    His words echoed inside me like a thunderp.


    What did he mean?


    No, <b>what </b>could he mean?


    My hand stayed pressed against his chest, feeling the fierce rhythm of his <b>heartbeat </b>beneath my palm. It wasn’t steady. Neither was mine, I could feel the frantic pulse hammering <b>in </b>my throat, wild and disorienting, like my body was no longer mine tomand.


    The air between us thickened–suffocating, charged. I couldn’t breathe properly. I couldn’t look away either. Those violet eyes..Goddess, they weren’t just looking at me; they were unraveling me.


    Confusion twisted with something I didn’t dare name. My knees wobbled, my thoughts scattered like ash in the wind. I <b>should’ve </b>scoffed, I should’ve said something cold, sharp; anything to keep him from stepping closer.


    But the words never came.


    Instead, I stood there–stunned, burning, shaken–like he’d just confessed something far more dangerous than virginity.


    Because he had…hadn’t he?


    He hadn’t said. “I’ve never been with someone.”


    He <b>said</b>, “I was saving myself for you.”


    Me


    “Are you are you saying <b>this </b>like a..” I hesitated. Like <b>a </b>confession of love? I couldn’t even bring myself to finish the sentence aloud.


    He didn’t flinch<b>. </b>Didn’t <b>look </b>away. He just <b>watched </b>me as if every breath I <b>took</b>, every blink of myshes, mattered.


    My heartbeat raced like a wild horse, and my wolf…she was frozeh, breathless, staring at him like he was the Moon itself.


    my skin. Not that ache in my chest. Not that fluttering


    No, no, no. I <b>wasn’t </b>supposed to feel anything. Not that heat beneath <b>vant </b>deep in my core.


    Then it hit me, how truly <b>dangerous </b>this <b>moment </b>was.


    My hear and my <b>wolf </b>reacted like this, to <b>him</b><b>. </b>


    Not just <b>anyone</b>.


    He <b>was </b>Alpha Ronan Volkstone. Mysterious. Lethal. Devastatingly, sinfully <b>handsome</b>. The man who <b>saw </b>through <b>my </b>disguise if it were made of anist and tore it <b>away </b>with such case, I couldn’t help but <b>wonder </b>if <b>he’d </b><b>always </b><b>known </b>I wasn’t a man, but


    <b>And </b>now he stood here, saying he had <b>saved </b>himself for me?


    A virgin?


    An Alpha of all people, at twenty–four, still untouched?


    With that face, that body, and all those Alpha hormones raging through han! He saved himself for me? Impossible


    He had to be lying ying with me. Testing my defenses.


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    I slowly withdrew my hand from his chest. “I’ll pretend I never <b>heard </b>that, Alpha Ronan,” I said, forcing my gaze to break from his.


    His breath ghosted over my face; hot, <b>heady</b>, tempting. “Pretending, or scared of your own feelings for me?”


    My eyes snapped back to his. My heart thudded <b>in </b><b>panic </b>as I blurted out, “Why would I feel anything for you? You’re just saying that because–because we’re stuck <b>in </b>this stupid cave, the rain hasn’t stopped, and you think this is some kind of


    moment.


    I stepped back. trying to put space between <b>us</b>, but he didn’t <b>move</b>.


    Instead, he leaned in closer, <b>his </b>voice velvet–soft. “Some kind of moment? What kind is that, Seraphina<b>?</b><b>” </b>


    Heat flooded my


    cheeks. Was he serious? Did he really want me to say it out loud?


    “I don’t know,” I muttered, cing both hands on his chest to <b>push </b>him away. But he refused to budge, his body a wall against


    mine.


    “Why are you shying away?” he teased, voice low and dangerous, making my heart pound harder.


    “I am not.


    “You are. You <b>think </b>I’m saying all this just to get under your skirt? You believe I’m using this heat, this moment, to seduce you? To get you in my bed?”


    He said it. What I’d been thinking. I swallowed hard and met <b>his </b>gaze.


    “Isn’t that the truth?” I asked coldly. “Or do you actually expect me <b>to </b>believe <b>that </b>an Alpha like you is a <b>virgin</b><b>?</b>”


    He tilted his head slightly. “Is an Alpha being a virgin so hard to believe?”


    “I’ve spent my youth training among males,” I replied tightly. “I know them better <b>than </b>they know themselves. <b>Alpha </b>or not, they can’t wait toe of age just to find something to fuck and me it on their hunger, their <b>wolf</b>. The highlight of their lives? Their rut. Their sacred excuse to lure <b>in </b>she–wolves and devour them<b>. </b>You’re no different.”


    I <b>managed </b>to edge away from him, barely an inch of space, but it felt like victory.


    Then it hit me.


    Why was I even arguing about <b>this</b>?


    Why did I care?


    His virginity had nothing to do with me.


    And yet….


    He listened in silence, calm and unblinking. Then, softly, “The males <b>you </b><b>trained </b>with were <b>part </b>of the <b>crowd</b>. But the man standing before <b>you</b>…is Ronan Volkstone.” His voice dropped, <b>rich </b>and <b>sensual</b>. <b>“</b><b>And </b>we Volkstones are born with a <b>tendency</b>. A sacred instinct.”


    I held my <b>breath</b>.


    “<b>We </b>are born to <b>have </b>eyes only for our fated mate. We remain untouched, pure. If we never <b>find </b>them, we <b>stay </b><b>celibate</b>. But we do not betray our other half by crawling into another’s bed”


    This words stole the air from my lungs. My <b>gaze </b>stayed locked with his, our breaths <b>mingling</b>, hearts pounding. His wolf stirred, inching closer to mine, curling <b>around </b>ine like <b>smoke</b>.


    Iparted my hips, whispering. “Then you’re giving up on that tendency now?” I paused. “Standing this close to me<b>, </b>getting <b>hard </b>over me, touchung ine, saying all this—aren’t you <b>betraying </b>your <b>mate</b>?”


    “Betray?” he repeated a <b>crooked </b>smile tugging at his lips. “What’s betrayal to you, Seraphina?” He leaned down, lips a <b>breath </b>


    “This “Heathed, our mouths nearly brushing. “<b>This </b>is a <b>betrayal</b>”


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    Ronan bit his lower lip, the look in his eyes wicked and tender all at <b>once</b>. He stepped in, erasing <b>that </bst inch between us.


    “There’s something else no one knows, Seraphina,” he murmured.


    My heart skipped. <b>My </b>fingers curled into my pants.


    “<b>What </b>is it?” I asked before I could stop myself.


    “In our bloodline,” he said, locking his gaze with mine, “we don’t get our scent <b>until </b>our twenty–fifth birthday…”


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