Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose.

Chapter 440: Impossible to ignore.

Kael.

It was quite impossible not to stare at her or to not be attracted to her. But do you know what I found even more impossible and difficult?

Keeping my damn hands to myself!

It was difficult to not try and tuck her wet hair behind her ear or to not hold her hand when it looked like she was about to trip and fall right there.

It was impossible to not trail my fingers along her rosy cheeks or brush my index finger against her plump pink lips that seemed to call out to me in languages I could not ignore.

And when she began to laugh... goddess, when she began to laugh so hysterically that you would think she’d had a nut lose, I felt my body stir. It was not in the ’I want to nut in her’ kind of way... or let’s say I want to do that, but it was mostly in the ’I want to protect her’ kind of way.

I wanted to protect her from the world. From myself. From the hurt... the grief and guilt that has eaten so deep into her, it has made her lose some of her colors... and most of all, I wanted to protect her from herself.

My throat instantly went dry when she tipped her head backward, allowing her long hair to fall behind her back. Her eyes gleamed with excitement as she soon began to paddle her way through the water, giggling as she floated close to my brothers and I; And when she was within arm length, she threw water in our faces and screamed;

"Y’all are wicked entities!"

I frowned. "Entities?"

"Yes, you three are bloody wicked men!" She barked, pointing at all three of us, but I could see the happiness shining in her eyes like a freaking torch, "...none of you even stopped to check if I am medically fine for strenuous activities such as this! You said I had a panic attack, yet the first thing you did when I came to was try to make me panic even more!"

Her tone was chastising but the small smile tugging at the corners of her lips betrayed her emotions, and maybe it was the mate bond, but I could swear that I can literally feel her wolf dancing somewhere deep inside.

Caelum was the first to snap out of whatever fog her laughter had thrown us all into. He swam towards her but sure enough, kept some distance between himself and her before he stopped to say;

"See, it brought some color back to your face!"

She stopped and rolled her eyes. "Yeah?"

"It made your blush even more rosy!"

At that, she rolled her eyes one more time, splashed some water over his head and turned away from him, while muttering something along the lines of; "I blame myself for listening to you," under her breath as she went.

And her fussing... her blushing and the way her hair bounced as she went had me mesmerized.

It had all the hairs on my flesh reacting with high alertness. They stood on end, causing goosebumps to spread across my skin... and when she hopped out of the water and began to shake the water out of her hair, my dick stirred awake.

I am sorry— not so sorry— but I immediately became as hard as a rock.

Why?

Because now, her dress clung to her body like it was holding on for dear life.

Because the flimsy material of her dress, now wet, left little to nothing to the imagination and goddess, it was impossible to ignore the sight of her very round derrière. It was impossible not to look at her face and not allow my eyes to trail down to her sexily perky breasts now straining against the material like they wanted to be set free.

Her visibly hardened nipples were like a catalyst to the already brewing storm cloud inside my head, and for some reason, just the sight of it made my wolf go wild.

It made him strain against the bond, wanting desperately to be let out. But I held on.

Goddess, what else do I do besides holding on?

I gulped uneasily and turned away. "Do you need some towels?"

At my words, she turned to look at me, her eyebrows raised in askance as she scoffed; "Towels?" And when I wouldn’t respond right away, she added, "...you want me to dry off when I can’t tell if you would throw me back into the water again?"

"I won’t," I rushed out quickly—a little too quickly. "Zevran won’t either. Or will you?" I snapped, turning to look at Zevran who at the moment looked as though his eyes were about to bulge out of his head.

He gulped like he had a whole toad stuck somewhere in his throat then slowly began to shake his head at her.

"I won’t."

"What about Caelum?" She hissed, and in time, I turned to Caelum to find him just as stoned as the rest of us.

He shook his head quickly but I noticed how he struggled to peel his eyes off her body and drawled; "I won’t either."

"Good." I said, "we won’t."

However our responses probably didn’t sit with her in the way it should have because she once again cocked her eyebrows at us, now with suspicion oozing off her thinned eyes in waves.

I was just about to convince her further and probably ask her to return to the house when she shook her head so suddenly and drawled; "this won’t do."

I frowned. "What won’t do?"

"I do not wish for any of you three to catch me by surprise one more time." She added and before I could guess what she meant by that or what might be going through her head, she threw herself into the water and once again, began to chuckle wildly when the cool water hit her skin.

Her loud laugh reverberated around us, filling the water with a warmness that was definitely not there only a moment ago... and in that moment... in that time... I realized something I should’ve a long time ago.

—this girl was the death of me,

...and I wanted— no, scratch that— needed to kiss her this instant.