Chapter 30

Pushing the door open, Celeste stepped inside and just as she did, she was grabbed and roughly pulled further into the room.

Surprise filled her, her heart jumping like a kangaroo in her chest. “Z-Zillon…?”

“Shhh…” He hummed out, pushing the door closed and shoving her against it. He leaned in, resting his head in the crook of her neck. “Can I…Can I mark you?”

Celeste’s breath hitched in her throat, an electrifying feeling running straight through her. “I-I…no.”

“Then can I at least stay like this, if not can I hold your hand or even the tip of your finger. I can’t—it’s hard Celeste…to not touch you.”

“I-uh…” Celeste weakly pushed him away, granting herself space and only then did she offer him her hand. “I gu-guess there’s no harm in you holding my hand.”

Zillon looked down at her hand, slowly reaching to take it. “I really am sorry about last night, you know that right?”

Celeste looked away from him, a prominent blush appearing on her chee