When they touch me (Shelagh Milano) novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94
ARTEMISIA

Returned to our floor back home, I wrap my arms around his waist as he hugs me close. “I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

“Mh-mhm,” I nod with a smile, feeling tired.

“Have a good night, Missy.” He leans in, kissing me gently.

“You too, Cayden.”

He chuckles as he lets go of me, turning to walk into his quarters. “If I don’t leave now, I’ll never leave again.”

I laugh, entering my quarters to pack up my things swiftly and go to Logan.

But as soon as I have closed my door behind me, I can already smell his scent lingering in the room.

He is standing by the balcony, looking outside.

“Logan,” I ask, goosebumps spreading on my skin as a strange feeling creeps up my stomach.

“Cayden stopped your moving in with me. Did you talk to him?” he simply asks, not turning to look at me.

Setting down my purse, I step closer to him. “No. I didn’t tell him anything. I was about to move, but he stopped the Omegas and told them to put everything back.”

“Hmmm,” he says, finally turning to look at me. “And then you went to eat ice cream with him.”

“Well, we ate ice cream after lunch. We were out for work. He knew that I would spend tonight with you,” I retort, trying to sound as confident as possible.

Logan seems pissed as he turns around, his eyes scan the room, and I take another step forward. “I just wanted to collect a few things to come find you.”

He sighs, and as he takes a step forward, I don’t know why but I take a step back, making him look at me enraged. “Scared?”

“No, just tired, I’m sorry,” I answer, gulping down the lump in my throat.

A sly grin spreads on his face before he moves. In the blink of an eye, he stands in front of me, and I fight the urge to scream. “Maybe that’s a mistake.”

“What?” I ask, clearing my throat but he ignores me as he is already tilting his head, his eyes running along the neckline of my dress.

Shifting his fingers into claws, he lets them glide over my skin before he loops them under the thin straps of my dress.

“Logan, I’m serious. Get off me,” I say a little louder, arching my back off my bed to push him at least a bit away from me.

My heart starts beating even harder as he just ignores me, increasing his hold while passing his lips over the crook of my neck. He slides his tongue over the spot where he is supposed to mark me, making me panic even more.

“Logan, please!” I push again, squirming beneath him.

A shrill ringing takes over in my head as I feel him hovering over the spot, and I sense him shift.

“What are you doing?” I scream, fighting to pull my hands out of his increasingly painful grip.

His fangs graze my skin, while my panic grows. “Logan, no!”

“Shut up!” he growls but I can’t, not like this.

“Let me go! You are hurting me!” I continue screaming, kicking around but he remains unmoved.

With another annoyed growl, he moves swiftly, making me still immediately as I feel him sink his teeth into my shoulder.

No!