Ayla POV
I ran away, I couldn't handle it. My heels clicked over the floor, and behind them his strong footsteps followed me.
Why? Why do I feel this way? Is it the bond? Is it him? Is it possible that I am falling for him?
I headed toward my room, the only place where I have found sanctuary in this realm, aside from his arms.
I was almost there, when strong arms pulled me towards a hard rock chest.
Our hearts beat at the same rhythm, both of us panting. It might have been the run and the chase or it might have been the desire coursing through both our bodies.
His warm breath fanning behind my neck, his lips brushing my skin, sensing sparks and goosebumps around my skin.
"Ayla…" his voice was soft, pleading.
"I am scared…" I mumbled while trembling in his arms.
"I know…" h
