Chapter 259 True Mates

• Arabella’s alluring form lying on the foliage bed was the most erotic sight Alexander had ever seen in his life. Her soft breathing, hooded eyes, and parted lips were so inviting that even a stone heart would have melted and given in to her enchantment.
• The foliage bed was woven from the softest, most fragrant leaves, delicately intertwined with supple vines, creating a haven nestled within a lush garden. The leaves, pliant and fresh, offered a cushiony yet firm support, while the vines, intertwined like a lover's embrace, provided a sense of security and warmth. As the sun began to set and moonlight danced upon this verdant haven, the whole of nature seemed to witness the union of these two lovers.
• The scent of Arabella’s arousal filled the air, triggering Alexander's wolf to howl, eager to take control and mate with his destined mate. Alexander observed as Arabella’s back arched on the bed. Her toes curled and her hooded eyes fixed on him, showing the want and lust in them. Her lips parted, releasing a soft moan from those rosy petals, her body twisting and arching on the bed and yearning for his touch. Without needing any further invitation, he leaned over and fervently kissed her. Arabella’s body felt scorching hot, the intense heat causing her core to clench painfully, resulting in a cry of agony coming out of her throat. Alexander cursed under his breath and closed his eyes.