My Alphas' Dark Desires novel Chapter 378

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~Valerie's POV~

"It's not a favour. It's just understanding from my perspective and not the world's view."

His jaw worked for a moment. Then he let out a humourless laugh. "You think he's doing this for justice? He's doing this for power, Valerie. They all are. The moment you take down a throne, someone else fights to sit on it."

I stayed silent.

He turned his head slightly, looking at me. "You always do this," he said softly. "You care too much."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"When it gets you hurt," he said. "Yes."

The silence that followed was heavy, the kind that carried more than words could.

Finally, I said, "Maybe caring is what keeps me from becoming what I'm supposed to hate."

His expression flickered, something unreadable passing through it, before he looked away again.

Inside, the faint sound of laughter drifted from Dominic's suite.

Dristan's hand brushed mine briefly before pulling back. "Come on," he said quietly. "Let's go back in before someone starts asking questions."

I nodded, forcing myself to follow him. But as we walked, my eyes lingered on the door we passed, the one with Dominic Harvey's nameplate on it.

Bravo.

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The ride back to the academy was quieter than I expected. The city lights bled into the night as they passed, flickering across Dristan's face—the golds, the silvers, and the fading blue—and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe.

He had one hand on the steering wheel, the other resting lazily between us.

His knuckles flexed every now and then, tendons shifting beneath his skin. It shouldn't have been captivating, but it was.

Everything about him lately felt magnified—the curve of his jaw, the way his hair fell into his eyes...

"You were too quiet back there," he said.

"Was I?" I murmured.

"You were." His tone softened. "It's the same look you get when you're carrying something heavy and pretending it's nothing."

I gave a weak smile, staring out the window. "You overthink."

"Only when it comes to you," he said without missing a beat.

I turned to him then, just as he glanced at me. Our eyes met for a second too long, long enough for my chest to tighten and my pulse to betray me. I looked away first.

When the car rolled to a stop in front of my dormitory, the night seemed to still around us. The air was crisp, the moon spilling silver light across the path.

It reminded me of our first date when we kissed in his car—the one that got spiraling in school much later.

Dristan got out first and came around to open my door, always the gentleman, even when he was trying not to be. I hesitated before stepping out, and when I did, he stood too close.

Close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from him and smell the faint trace of his perfume clinging to his clothes.

"Thank you," I said quietly, unsure if I meant for the ride, the dinner, or just… for being there.

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