Chapter 57

Cecilia My blood ran cold as Xavier's intentions became crystal clear. I wasn't some naive teenager—the hunger in his eyes and the possessiveness in his voice made it obvious what he wanted. I jerked backward, trying to escape his hot breath. "Stop the clutter in your head!" With one powerful movement, he grabbed my shoulder and yanked me closer. "How is this wrong? The police can't interfere with what happens between mates." His voice was low, nearly a growl. I stiffened, heart slamming against my ribs. I could smell him—smoke, leather, and something darker—too close, too sharp. "I don't want this!" I snapped, shoving against his chest. My hands pressed flat against him, but it was like pushing against a brick wall. Still, I pushed. "Don't touch me again, Xavier."My voice was firm. He didn't listen. His arm slid around my waist, dragging me closer. I turned my face away, jaw tight with revulsion. "Xavier, you absolute bastard." He didn't even react to the insult. "Before, you were alw