Chapter 138 Consumed By You

• Xavier***
• The fire had burned low, casting the room in a warm, flickering glow. The silence between us was no longer tense, no longer uncertain. It was thick with something else—something heavy, something wanting.
• Henry’s breath was uneven, his chest rising and falling beneath the loose tunic he wore. He didn’t pull away, didn’t break the fragile thread between us. His forehead rested against mine, his lips still parted as if he hadn’t quite recovered from the kiss.