Bonds at War: The Untouched is Mine novel Chapter 253

Chapter 253 Kissing Monster

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I barely had time to catch my breath before Rowan’s lips were on mine again. He kissed me like he hadn’t seen me in years, his mouth hungry and insistent. His hand slid along my jaw, thumb brushing the corner of my lips as though he couldn’t get enough of touching me.

He had been like this after the fiasco in his house involving his mom. Arden and Cade had gone back because of their duties, while Rowan and I were also preparing to go back to Ylarc.

“Rowan,” I muttered against his lips, though my body betrayed me, tilting closer, craving his warmth.

He ignored me, his breath hot against my skin, his kisses trailing along the curve of my cheek until he found my mouth again. “I can’t stop kissing you,” he murmured. “You were so hot… so commanding.”

My face flushed instantly. “Rowan,” I hissed softly, pushing against his chest just a little. “We need to hurry up and leave. Your parents might kick us out of this pack. I don’t want to go through the trouble.”

His lips curved into a smirk before he kissed me again, deeper this time, his tongue brushing against mine. “Who cares?” he whispered.

I clicked my tongue, annoyed with myself for melting so easily, and annoyed with him for knowing it. His mouth moved over mine once more. If I let him continue, I knew I’d lose all sense of time and reason. So, gathering every ounce of willpower, I pressed my hands against his chest firmly and broke the kiss.

“We need to start packing,” I said quickly.

His brow furrowed, lips still parted.

I turned away from him because I found myself wanting to kiss his red, bitten lips again. “We have to leave soon. One, your dad looked like he didn’t want us here any longer, and two, Calla needs us. Those are reasons enough, don’t you think?”

Rowan pursed his lips but leaned in to steal one last kiss before I pushed him away again. “Seriously,” I muttered.

He only grinned, satisfied he’d gotten his way.

I busied myself with our things, folding and tucking away the small belongings we had brought. We had already coordinated everything with Francis, reinforcing the borders where they needed it most. That was why we could feel at peace leaving this place.

Now, with the sun high and our departure set for lunch, I focused on packing even though Rowan proved to be the most challenging distraction.

Just then, I felt a strong arm snake around my waist. Rowan’s chest pressed against my back, his chin resting on my shoulder.

“Do you want to do it?” he whispered in my car, his tone playful but with an underlying seriousness.

I nearly dropped the shirt I was folding. “Rowan!” I elbowed his abdomen lightly. “We need to leave soon.”

His lips brushed my ear. “We can be quick.”

I spun in his arms and glared at him, though his boyish pout made it hard to hold the expression. “We

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can’t.”

He leaned his forehead against mine. “But… we can’t do it anymore since Calla’s always home.”

I bit back a laugh, shaking my head. “That’s because the house is small, Rowan.”

“Exactly,” he said. “Too small. There’s not enough space for… privacy.”

I poked his chest with my finger. “Then find a new house if you want.”

But instead of agreeing, he shook his head. “I don’t care where it is. I can stay anywhere as long as it’s with you.”

I rolled my eyes, but my heart raced inside my chest.

“Whatever,” I muttered, trying to brush away my bashfulness. “I’m almost done. Are you?”

“Yeah,” he muttered and sat on the bed while watching me.

Just then, after a few seconds, he finally asked the question I knew he was going to, inevitably.

“How did you know you could extract poison like that?”

My gaze darted to his, biting my lip and looking at him warily, unsure if I was ready to share the truth.

“It was after…” My voice caught for a moment before I decided to reveal it to him. “It was after I had Ellana’s heart.

“Is it all right if I talk about her?” I asked softly, the words hesitant.

Rowan’s eyes showed surprise, but then he smiled and wrapped his arms around me again. His embrace made the question feel lighter somehow.

“I’m thankful for her,” he said simply, his voice rumbling against my ear, “because she gave me you. And I’m glad you’re alive.” His hand brushed along my back in slow, comforting strokes. “When I think about her now, all I feel is happiness. That maybe she’s finally resting in peace.”

A lump formed in my throat, but I managed a small smile. “Is it weird?” I asked, uncertain if it was wrong of me to find comfort where there should’ve only been pain.

Rowan tilted his head down so our foreheads touched, his lips brushing against the edge of my temple. “It’s not weird,” he said, his tone firm enough that I believed him instantly. Then, with a mischievous glint in his eye, he added, “It’s hot.”

My mouth fell open. “What?”

“You’re so hot from this angle. I’m getting horny.”

I gasped, my face heating up as I immediately clicked my tongue and shoved him away, swatting his arm.

“Rowan!”

He only laughed, his grin stretching from ear to ear. “What? I’m just telling the truth.”

“I ought to throw you in a ditch,” I muttered, gathering my things quickly before his teasing could escalate

further. “We should go.”

Rowan raised his hands in surrender, but the smirk didn’t leave his lips. “Alright, alright.”

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When we finally stepped out into the cool air, Francis was already there waiting, as though he knew Rowan would delay us with something–or, in this case, his nonsense. He spotted me first and immediately. reached for my bag.

“I’ll take that,” Francis said, pulling it out of my hand before I could argue.

Rowan didn’t waste a second. He began his last–minute reminders. “Remember what I told you,” he said.

Francis rolled his eyes but answered dutifully, “Yes, I know.” His hand raked through his hair. “You really need to come back, man. I’m going to get bald at this point. I can’t handle all of this responsibility. Now, I respect you even more for handling everything.”

Rowan smirked, crossing his arms. “I would like to see you go bald.”

Francis clicked his tongue and gave him a glare. “You think you’re funny.” But despite his irritation, he added, “Abel Trevane said he’ll help. Cade confirmed he was sending some men, too. Your parents didn’t disagree about accepting help this time, fortunately, so it’s all good. But I still have to oversee everything because Zaria isn’t always around, and Wilder is a complete piece of ass.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his statement. Francis truly was on the verge of pulling all his hair out.

“Francis really might go bald at this point,” I teased, trying to lighten the mood.

He gave me a side–eye that only made Rowan smirk.

“We need to go back,” Rowan said after a second. “Take care of everything for now.”

“I know, I know.” Francis threw his hands up. “Rub it in my face.”

Rowan chuckled under his breath, satisfied that Francis was at least prepared, even if he liked complaining.

We were about to move when a soft voice drifted toward us.

“Rowan,” someone called.

We froze, turning at once.

Standing there were Luna Mila and Alpha Karl. Karl’s gaze flicked between me and Rowan, unreadable, but Mila was the one who stepped closer. She nudged her husband’s shoulder gently, urging him to speak.

Alpha Karl clicked his tongue, his posture stiff. “We made lunch,” he muttered at last.

“You should eat before you go.”