When they touch me (Shelagh Milano) novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75
ARTEMISIA

I turn my head so fast to look at her that I fear that it will have me break my neck and recognize the blonde she-wolf I saw talking to Fynn on the construction site. She is walking towards us from the warrior’s floor with cautious steps and my heart breaks a little as I imagine that she must have been waiting for him in his quarters.

Which he shares with a bunch of other wolves, so who even cares?

His glare is still locked on me as I look back between the two and laugh awkwardly, “Oh, erm… My shoes were killing me, so he carried me.”

Rage flashes on his face as I wind myself in his arms, making him let go of me, “Sorry, I can make it easily from here. It’s just a few more steps.”

I flinch as I take a step back, separating myself from Fynn, cracking my heart another bit. My own emotions must be overcharging myself as I can’t seem to feel his.

Maybe he was faking what he was sending over to me all along.

Forcing up a smile, I turn back to look at Fynn who is now clenching his jaw. “Thank you very much, Finnegan. I’ll see you in a few days then.”

I could kick my own ass as I even do a stupid curtsy before I turn around to walk away.

“Just give me a moment, Harper,” I hear Fynn growl as I’m already descending the stairs to Matthew’s quarters.

Harper.

I close my eyes as I remember how he had looked at her on the construction site, and force myself to clench my teeth to cope with the pain streaming up my legs.

I’m so absorbed by it that I don’t even notice him following me until he grabs my wrist, spinning me around.

By the force of the movement, I not only spin around but also risk falling backwards, making my heart stop in my chest.

Gasping, I hold onto his shirt as he wraps his arms around my frame, stabilising myself in his arms. “Fuck, sorry.”

“Are you insane?” I bark up at him, having him frown down at me.

“I already apologised, princess. It’s not that something could ever have happened,” he growls back, and I start hitting his chest.

“Let me go, Fynn. I’m so fed up with you!”

He hugs me closer, pulling me flush against his body, impeding me from hitting him further. “Stop it already!”