I leaned in, capturing her lips in a tender kiss. Her arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer. The kiss deepened, our tongues dancing together in a slow, sensual rhythm. I could feel the heat between us building, the desire simmering just beneath the surface. As the intensity of the moment began to fade, Jiyeon pulled me into her arms, holding me tightly. I buried my face in her neck, breathing in her familiar scent, a mix of vanilla and something uniquely her.
The shift from the high of our passion to the reality of our situation was like being doused with cold water. I needed to get my head straight. I couldn't keep avoiding the truth forever. Yura needed me to be strong, to be her Alpha, especially now. As I held her, my thoughts swirled with the weight of what she had told me—and what she hadn't.
