Chapter 22: Bad Liar

— Leia Steele —

There must certainly have been a moment where I blacked out, because the next thing I know, the Dark Alpha is looking at me smolderingly with his eyes completely focused on me.

I gulped.

“Are you feeling alright, Darkling?”

Darkling, he says. It’s like the combination of the words ‘dark’ and ‘darling’. It’s an odd thing to be called, but for some reason, every time he does it, my heart skips a little.

I nodded my head slowly and he squeezed my hand even more in what seemed like acknowledgement.

I’m all sorts of nervous and bewilderness at this point, but I tried my best not to let it show.

Unfortunately, I know I’m doing a terrible job at it, because this whole situation immediately brings me back to last night and how he may or may not have touched more than just my hand.

My cheeks flare at the thought of what we did, and I began to wonder if I should bring it up, but the fear of it actually not being real stops me.

What the hell would he say if it turns out that