Chapter 85

When she held James' hand in the darkness, she felt the warmth radiating from him, a comforting warmth, despite her heart still racing.

James gently squeezed her hand and slowly pulled her toward him. Helena didn’t resist, even though her body had begun trembling on its own.

James wrapped her in an embrace, letting his hand move down to her long hair, feeling the silkiness of the strands and inhaling her scent. The aroma of her hair was wonderful, filling his nostrils. For a moment, he felt intoxicated by her. He had spent too much time locked away, and his needs as a man roared inside him. It took all his effort to remain still, to not throw her onto the bed and possess her with all his strength. His heart was already pounding hard enough, and he feared that she might be afraid of him.

He was fully aware that he could never give her what her Alpha had. He would never be able to calm her heart or make her surrender to it the way her Alpha surely did. But deep insid