Chapter 15

• Cesmae's POV
• The intensity of Raizel’s gaze keeps me pinned to the spot, the heat of his touch still lingering on my skin. My heart is a chaotic drumbeat, a jarring reminder of the kiss that left me breathless and questioning. The way he looks at me now makes my stomach coil with a confusing mixture of heat and anticipation—a sensation I’ve never felt before, and it both thrills and unsettles me.
• I draw in a shaky breath, trying to steady my racing thoughts. “Raizel,” I begin, my voice barely above a whisper, “You—”