Betrothed To An Alpha? I Don't Think So!-Chapter 119: Can I Kiss You?

"Yes," saying so, the blue of Zayne’s eyes switched to a bright golden, and his canines grew, his lips parted for her to see. And all this, Evelyn watched in silence, almost frozen where she sat.

She was tongue-tied.

She couldn’t speak, not even as he saw his class grow out. He no longer looked like a human...

"This isn’t even my full transformation. And I don’t think you want to see it."

"Why?" she breathed out, swallowing thickly.

He bitterly smiled at her. "It’ll only frighten you. I mean, look at your face. You look horrified, pale, and scared of me."

"And I understand," he added. "I am something you’ve never seen before. A beast, yeah?"

She flickered her lashes at him, slowly shaking her head. "Zayne... I-It’s not like that. You’re not that. I’m just—"

"You don’t have to be nice about it. I can see it on your face. You have every right to be scared of me, to be frightened. I am not mad, maybe a little bit hurt, but it doesn’t make me love you less."

He tried to smile at her.

"You have to understand that I fully expected it was going to be this way one day. I couldn’t hide myself from you forever, what I am. It is the price I pay for loving a human. But I really don’t regret it. Not even if you no longer want me."

She gazed at him. "Zanye..."

"How can I regret it?" He held a bitter smile. "Past life, current life, whichever it is, you’ve always been the woman I loved. And if there were to be another life, I would still love you. Nothing would change."

He took a step toward her, but stopped six feet away from her. He was being cautious, unwilling to approach her carelessly. After all, who wouldn’t be afraid to find out that the man they had been living with for a long while was...

He balled his hands by his sides. "You don’t have to love me," he said.

Evelyn met his gaze.

"My love is enough for both of us. I just...I’m hoping that even if you can’t love me, you’d be willing to be with me?" He sounded so insecure like she’d never heard him do before. This was Zayne Mancini for goodness sake and here he was...

Evelyn let out a soft breath. She slowly stood up from the bed and approached him until she could stand in close distance to him. She gazed into his eyes without saying a word. Almost as if she were fully scrutinizing him.

Zayne swallowed. "I really can’t let you go. All the while that I had been gone, you were all I could think of. I came to a realization that I really couldn’t live without this woman. I wanted her by myself, to stay with me." He ran his hand down his face. "All I could think of was the smell of your coffee whenever I woke up in the morning. The sound of you humming to that repeated music you listen to. Your face, your voice, the things you say, even the things you do to get on my nerves and drive me mad. I was missing all of it." He breathed out, saying defeatedly. "I missed you. And if you could come back to me. If you could accept what I am—no, you don’t really need to accept it, if you’d just be willing to tolerate it, I... that would be..."

"Zayne," she uttered his name.

And when he lifted his gaze to meet her eyes, she gently cupped his cheek as his lips stretched into a warm smile.

She rubbed her thumb gently against the spot under his eye and took a deep breath. "I am startled, yes. I was really startled. But... you can’t understand how miserable I have been these days since you were gone. I felt my heart bleeding. I was...down like I’d never been before. I couldn’t sleep because when I closed my eyes, you were all I could see. Over that bridge, when you slipped off and I couldn’t...I couldn’t do anything. I really thought you were gone and I didn’t think I’d ever be able to get used to the idea that you were gone. That I was never going to see you again. I found it hard to breathe. I had no appetite, so tell me... does any of this tell you that I don’t love you?"

Zayne blinked at her. "I—"

"I love you," she interrupted, tilting her head at him affectionately. "I love you Zayne, and to be honest, I don’t really care for what you are. I’ll get used to it, I know I will. But something I know I would never get used to is if you were to stay apart. It was killing me when I had to leave then. And I had wished you’d have said something. I wouldn’t have even minded if you’d held me back and made me not go. I don’t ever want to be apart again... No." She shook her head, a soft breath vibrating out of her.

Zayne lifted his hand and brushed off the strands of her hair that fell over her face. He cupped her cheek and leaned in, kissing her forehead. He kissed her eyelids, her cheek, and then he paused softly.

The two stared at each other.

He pressed his forehead to hers, asking, "Can I kiss you?"

Evelyn bit down on her bottom lip as she nodded at him. The man pulled her lip free from her teeth with his thumb. He didn’t waste a second after, pressing a brief kiss to her lips.

He did it again.

Then again.

Again and again until he finally deepened the kiss, fingers crawling up the nape of her neck to settle down into her hair.

He slanted her head and deepened it further than he already had. She gave him way, allowing him to explore every crevice of her mouth.

The further the kids went, the more Evelyn found herself drowning in it. She staggered backwards until her legs hit the edge of the bed and she lost her balance, plopping into it.

She’d dragged him down along with her and Zayne who had been quick, balanced himself above her with his palms pressed down on either side of her head.

She stared up at him.