Ascension of a Gamma novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41 One Soul

– Anna

“Will he be alright?”

“I believe in him, Carson.”

“Are you alright?”

“We’re doing fine. Thanks for checking u pon me,” I replied.

“Bella, you know you can always lean on me. If anything comes up, anything at all, please give me a ring?” he asked.

He’d been calling every day, something I. was thankful for. I almost forgot to call him with everything that’d been happening

“You’ll be the first to know, I told him.

Liam stirred in my lap. “Got to go now. He’s awake. Talk to you soon?”

“I’ll call you. Take care of yourself, Bella. Please…” he said before hanging up.

I tousled Liam’s soft brown hair, letting i I slide between my fingers. With him facing towards my knees, I admired the profile of his face, tracing the dips and

file of his face, tracing the dips and curves, from his forehead down to his perfectly aligned nose, stopping momentarily at the tip, before continuing down to his soft lips. I let my forefinger linger on the bottom lip, before finally finishing its travel at the curve of his chin, then halfway through his throat.

“You’re so cute when you’re asleep,” I whispered

“Cute?” he asked, lips pulling into a smile.

I knew it! He turned on his back and looked up at me.

“What time is it?”

“A quarter before twelve,” I answered.

He’d been asleep since this morning. Lexy had already woken up by late afternoon. She dropped by with Rigel to check up on him and me.

My knight looked so worn-out. More and more rogues dared get close to the territory. Thankfully, there had been no Vampires since the attack.

“What happened?” he asked, raising an

Vhat happened?” he asked, raising an art over his eyes.

He could hide it all he wants, the forced enthusiasm in his voice gave everything away.

“You coughed it all out, babe,” I said gently. I didn’t want him to remember that it came out of his eyes too. “I’m so proud of you.”

His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.” Will I get better?”

“Of course. I’ll be here with you until you’ve completely recovered.”

His arm shot out to touch my face, startling me.

“Then you’re leaving?” he asked, sitting u

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“No…” I said, laughing slightly.

There was no way I was leaving him now; he was stuck with me!

“Stay with me,” he said, pushing me unto the bed by my shoulders. His eyes “found mine as he pleaded. “Stay here. Please. I promise I’ll get better. I’ll remember, so…” remember, 50…”

I placed my hand over his mouth and a finger on my lips.

“T’ın not going anywhere. I’ll stay here with you, always,” I whispered, moving my hands to cup his face.

He tilted his head to kiss my right hand, sending shivers down my spine. He leaned down to me, his warm breath fanning the base of my neck.

“If… If I…” he trailed, closing his eyes and inhaling deeply like he was taking in my scent. He pressed his body on me, carefully so as not to crush me as his hands went around my back, trapping me completely underneath him. His legs captured mine between them, and heat spread through me.

He was the closest he’d ever been, with n o space between us, and my heart hammered in my chest that I could hear every beat in my ears. It felt hot, swelteringly hot, his body heat permeating into my skin. And yet it wasn’t uncomfortable, and I made no move to push him from me.

His now ragged breathing moistened the

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now ragged breathing moistened the skin on my neck, and when his lips pressed down on my marking spot, I inhaled sharply. It was starting to feel weird down there, so much so that I had t o urge to rub my thighs together. That was when I felt him, and my cheeks flared in both embarrassment and delight. I did this to him.

He groaned at the contact, then his teeth grazed the skin softly that I let out a moan.

“You… like that,” he whispered before he nipped around my marking spot.

I bit my bottom lip to suppress more shameful sounds that threatened to leave my throat, pressing my thighs tightly together.

“Liam…” I breathed, feeling hot all over.

He kissed my marking spot then sucked o n the delicate skin, sending shivers of delight all over me.

“Liam!” I gasped as he sucked harder, then he licked at where his mark would b e. I felt the sharpness of his canines digging into the skin and a surge of panic pulled me out of the haziness.

“Liam…”

He raised his head suddenly, a sullen look on his face as he stared at my marking spot. I couldn’t move my arms, so all I could do was talk to him.

“Liam, look at me,” I cooed.

He raised his eyes to me, sad and empty.” If…”

“If?” I asked, encouraging him to tell me.

Please talk to me.

He averted his eyes and sighed.” Nothing.”

“Please tell me?”

“No,” he said, sounding like he was convincing himself. “No. If I tell you, you’d leave me.”

Why? Why was he afraid of me leaving him? I did try the first day I was here, but that was because I got to know he was engaged so it was reasonable. I threatened him before coming here that I’d leave him if he broke any of my conditions but we’re over those now I

leave him if he broke any of my conditions but we’re over those now. I never tried to get away from here, from him, since then.

Did it scare him this much? That I was going to leave him? The thought had only crossed my mind once – that was when h e hugged so tightly on my first day, when he looked like he had just gotten back from a run. Panting heavily and sweating, he forced his arms around me when I was determined to push him away, and he held me without saying a word before turning on his heels and stomping out my room.

I never realized I meant this much to him. I never realized how much I scared him. But it wasn’t really me, was it? Not entirely. He still loved her – his first mate. And he was yet to get over her sudden passing, and perhaps he never will.

She would always have a place in his heart that it wouldn’t be mine entirely, and though it pained me that I could give him my all while he could only give me what was available, I made a deliberate decision to stay by him. This crippling fear it wasn’t because he was scared of losing me, his second mate. It was because of the deep-seated trauma of his loss that etched itself into his soul.

More than a reality slap, this was a hard, merciless kick in the gut And yet I found myself making up excuses. My favorites – that I was his mate now and nothing was changing that, that he also wanted to be with me and wanted me in more ways than one, and that I was special to him.

“I’ll always stay with you.”

I would. Goddess knew I would. Try as I might, there was no denying that I’d fallen for him, deep, and I was still falling in this seemingly unending abyss. I allowed myself to fall without the guarantee that he’d catch me when I reach the bottom. It was foolish of me to think that he would, but there was no stopping now.

He gritted his teeth and hugged me tighter, my breasts flattening against his broad chest

“What if I don’t remember? I know you’re my mate. I know your name. I

l’re my mate. I know your name. I know I’m the Alpha. I know Lexy’s my sister, Gale’s my Beta, and that dick’s my Gamma. I know nothing else,” he confessed, his voice cracking at the last line.

For all the times we were together, he had this domineering presence that commanded respect and garnered awe. His voice was always full and sure. He knew what he wanted and without any trace of fear, he said what he wanted.

My heart broke at seeing him this way and was jumping in joy that he was being vulnerable with me. It was horrible. I was horrible, convincing myself that this side of him was just something he hadn’t exposed yet, that he always had this softer, weaker side to him.

“I try to remember but I can’t. I can’t remember how I met you, the things I did to you, I can’t remember what I thought about you,” he said, letting our foreheads meet.

His minty breath fanning my face, he continued to speak. “But I can’t deny how I feel. I feel elated when I’m with you.

When you hold my hand and rest your head on my shoulder, my heart races. When you let me sleep on your lap as you play with my hair, I feel at peace. And I’m afraid… I’m afraid of losing you. I’m afraid of letting go of your hand because i t might be the last time. I’m afraid of sleeping and waking up with you gone. I don’t know if I’ll still remember who I used to be. I try so hard but nothing… my mind comes up with nothing.”

A tear dropped from his chin unto my cheek. My vision was getting blurry. He sounded desperate, helpless.

“If I don’t remember anything, you’re going to leave me, aren’t you?”

He held me tighter still that it was difficult to breathe. His chin rested between the base of my neck and shoulder. He was shaking as he kissed the delicate skin. “Please don’t leave. I’ll… I

“I won’t,” I replied, my voice shaky. “I won’t leave you, ever. Memories or no memories, I’ll always stay with you.”

He shook his head slowly. “No. No, you’ll hen. Der buldonlar

shook his head slowly. “No. No, you’ll leave me. Because… because I don’t know the truth from the lies. Because I won’t be who I used to be. I’ll be different and not the Liam you knew, and you’ll see that I’m different and… and then you’ll get fed up and one morning, I’ll wake up and you won’t be here. You’ll realize that I’m not the same Liam.”

“You’ll always be my Liam.”

For three days, he kept these to himself. For three nights, he slept only when he was sure I was sleeping and always with a n arm securely around my waist. He’d awaken when I get up to use the bathroom and went back to sleep when I pretended to be sleeping.

“I’ll always love you, no matter what or who you are.”

“You love me?” he asked in disbelief, pulling his arms from behind me to raise himself. Hands on both sides of my head, his eyes held a hopeful glint. “You… really love me?”

He cupped my face, thumbs brushing away the tears. “D-Did you say ”

gay the tears. “D-Did you say “.

“I do. I really do. I did,” I answered, surprised at myself for having blurted it out.

Wiping his own tears, I brushed my thumb past his lower lip.

Dare I say it once more?

I breathed deeply, filling my lungs with his woodland scent that only I could smell. I brought his face closer to mine.

“I love you, Alpha Liam Rose.”

His lips pressed on mine, gentle and soft, letting it linger. He inhaled sharply as his lips began moving, tongue licking, asking for entrance. I parted my lips, and he explored my mouth slowly, twisting his tongue around mine in the most sensual way possible.

Pouring every swirling emotion in my heart into the kiss as I pulled him closer, a in almost unbearable heat traversed from my stomach down to my core.

I pressed my thighs together, and he groaned as the slight shift caused his bulge to brush against my thigh. Hot… I fattomat

Ige to brush against my thigh. Hot… I felt too hot.

Something switched in my mind, igniting a desire I felt bold to act upon. I moaned into his mouth as his kissing became rougher; rushing; ravenous.

And when he pulled away, I gasped for air and craved another.

“I love you,” he whispered, kissing my forehead.

“So much,” he said as he kissed my nose.

“My Anna,” he growled then captured m y lips once more.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, moaning as his bulge pressed down on m y thigh. This was embarrassing. I shouldn’t be doing this… but when he bucked his hips, rubbing it on my thigh, the anxiety died.

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His mouth enclosed on my core and his tongue slid up and down the fabric. My hands clutched at the sheets as my back arched. Ripping the flimsy piece of clothing off, his tongue rapidly went in and out of me, then slid up to my clit.

He was patient with me, letting me adjust to his size. Then the pain began to fade, sweet, sweet pleasure taking its place.

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