When they touch me (Shelagh Milano)

Chapter 21 Artemisia

Ignoring her, I jump down the cold stairs, cursing myself for not having put on any socks. Still pondering over how stupid I have been to just sprint off in the first place, I’m shocked as I stand in front of a mountain of a man. “Oh, hello.”

“My lady,” he bows, making the big keychain he is wearing on his hips tingle.

I chuckle, happy about the fact that he seems to be nicer than the Omegas. “Missy.”

He flashes me his pearly canines, as he steps forward, holding out his hand. “Ashton. I’m one of the guards.”

“And a lousy one at best.” I hear Fynn shout as I take Ashton’s hand.

“Nice to meet you, Ashton.”

“So, I should send her right back up, then.” Ashton laughs at his remark, shaking his head as he adds in a whisper. “He is cranky but will be happy to see you.”

“Thank you,” I whisper back, as I walk around him, entering the big hall with the cells.

To my surprise, a few inmates are sitting there, which I didn’t notice the last time I was here.

As I get some nasty looks, I keep my eyes straight forward, hurrying through the tunnel to reach Fynn’s cell.

“What are you doing here?” He growls, his eyes directed to the floor.

“Oh, are you busy? I will leave you alone, then.” I answer, making him look back at me with a frown.

He is sitting there with his legs wide, his elbows propped on his thighs, making my stomach tingle.

A strange feeling creeps up my legs, making my heart rate pick up once again. As I see him eyeing me up, it dawns on me.

It’s his emotions I feel!

The anger. The impatience. It all makes sense. If I’m able to feel his, the possibility is high that he is feeling mine as well, so he must have felt it when I got hot for him in the bathtub, kissed Matthew, or was having fun out and at the movie night.

“Oh my God,” I whisper, a smile creeping up my lips, and Cassy groans.

This is extremely rare. And even she has to admit that this is extraordinary.

Normally, mates don’t feel each other’s feelings until they have marked each other.

“Why are you smiling like an idiot?” He asks, annoyed. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

I ignore his comment and smile even brighter as I hold up the chocolate bar. “We had a movie night. I thought that maybe you would want some chocolate as well.”

He sighs, his expression morphing to look at me crestfallen. “I would love to have that. Thank you.”

My heart beats fast in my chest as I take the last steps that get me to reach the cage. Careful not to touch the silver bars, I hold the snack towards him.

I hold my breath as he gets up leisurely to reach me, and just as I am thinking that he won’t do anything stupid, he proves me wrong again.

Snatching my wrist instead of the treat, he pulls me forward to the bars.

Just as much as possible to not have me touch the bars that will scorch my skin.

“You were so happy today,” he snarls, making my gasp stuck in my throat. “Tell me, little mate. Why were you so happy?”

As my breaths get labored, I try to force a normal breathing pattern, risking having me collapse to the ground. “Let me go, Fynn!”

“Not the answer I was looking for, princess.” He mocks me, tugging at me again.

The sparks exploding on my wrist and traveling up my arm make it hard to think straight. “I told you. We had a movie night.”

I try to pull my arm back, but there is no avail. He chuckles, as he moves his hands up to my elbow, kissing my wrist and up my forearm.

“A- And Matt showed me the town.” I stutter, my lust growing as he moves slowly up along my skin.

“But it’s not the only thing he showed you, isn’t it?” His growl vibrates through my skin, making me shudder pleasantly.

Shaking my head, I hope that I’m not blushing too much. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. Let me go.”

Just as I pull my arm back, he lets go of me, making me stumble back. After landing on my butt ungently, I glare up at him, getting a mocking grin in response.

“You have to be careful if you are this clumsy, little mate,” he sneers, making me stare at him agape.

“Oh, you are such an asshole. I’ll talk with Cayden about having you locked up even longer.”

He laughs as I get back up, freeing my clothes from the dirt. “I can’t wait for you to do this. Tell him how you came down here to see me.”

“I just felt pity, but that won’t happen…” Looking back at him, my eyes widen as I see him clasping the silver bars, leaning on them as if they were made out of normal steel.

“Don’t be too surprised, princess. It takes more than just a bit of silver to harm me.” I wrinkle up my nose, trying to act as if this wasn’t absolutely alarming.

Just what are these guys?

‘Abominable freaks!’ Cassy hisses, but before I can shut her up with a retort of mine, an awful emotion swaps through me.

Lifting my gaze to Fynn, I see him looking at me with a deadly expression. My breath gets stuck in my throat as he growls, “What did you just say?”