Chapter 18: Delaying Tactics (Elara’s POV)
The weight of Rhysand’s gaze bore down on me as his shadows pinned me against the bed. My heart pounded so loudly I was sure he could hear it.
“I was just trying to make you more comfortable,” I insisted, my voice trembling despite my attempt at sounding calm. The words fell flat, weak and utterly unconvincing.
His crimson eyes narrowed, the sheer force of his Alpha presence pressing against me. Through the bond, I could feel his wolf’s lingering smug amusement, as if it couldn’t believe I’d dared to use such a flimsy excuse.
“Oh?” His tone was razor-sharp. “And invading my personal space—at night, no less—was just helping me?” He leaned slightly closer, the gravel in his voice making shivers crawl down my spine.
“It wasn’t like that.” M
