Chapter 42 I'll Try

• Bellinor gently laid Alinta on his large bed, bravely pressing her down with his imposing physique as they continued to share their passionate kiss. Alinta, now in a complete spell, allowed fate to take its course with the man the Moon had paired her with. Taking care not to crush his darling, Bellinor slowly ended the kiss. He breathed heavily, his eyes glowing amethyst, and Alinta felt the unexplainable warmth radiating from him. Onyx, she thought to herself excitedly. She felt for Angela, but her wolf was riding a high of her own. Her focus returned to the large man hovering above her, his eyes fierce with hunger.
• "I want you to want me, my love. I need you to accept us as your destined mate. We have made up for our mistakes, and the Moon acknowledged that. Please try to see it too," he whispered in the gentlest voice, tugging at Alinta's heartstrings.
• She looked at him with wide eyes. As he brushed her hair aside, his expression revealed genuine sadness. Bellinor was never an unattractive werewolf, but now, as she recognized that he may have changed for the better, he appeared somewhat attractive to her. If Angela believed his heart had changed, she too will take that leap of faith. Alinta started noticing that Bellinor’s appearance was now different from how she used to perceive him. She studied the colour of his now-grey eyes, the shape of his nose, the form of his jaw, the fullness of his lips, and the tone of his olive skin—details she had never really observed before. Her heart released more flutters that shot to her lower abdomen.