Fate's Dark Side Chapter 930

"I was scared, partly because of Sophia's presence. She seemed perfect, so normal, and I…" I stumbled over my words, the memory stoking an odd ache within me. The pain from that day was stubborn, refusing to fade.

"I felt like I couldn't measure up, Li. But my sister insisted that I should give it a shot," I confessed, my eyes welling with tears.

"I'd had a crush on you for a while, but I suppose I lacked the courage to let it show. You never seemed to notice. It was always you and Sophia. From the moment you two became friends, you started sidelining me, even at gatherings. It was as though I were invisible, and that hurt," I continued, and he made a move to draw me nearer, yet I stopped him. It was imperative to express everything I had been holding inside.

"Despite everything, I clung to hope and desperately wanted to share my feelings with you that day. I was just fifteen, but I understood my emotions, Li. It was crystal clear. I had never experienced anything like it before. But then I overheard you four talking and laughing about me. Sophia was there laughing too, and it made me feel stupid and insecure,” I revealed, my voice trembling as tears streamed down my cheeks.

"At that moment, I don't think I've ever despised being a Stepanov more than I did then. My hair, my pale skin, my eyes, my intelligence – they all seemed to work against me. While I couldn't change my skin or my IQ, and I actually loved my hair colour, I thought maybe having brown eyes would make me seem more 'normal'," I confessed, my vulnerability laid bare. This time, when Liam reached out to draw me close, I allowed him to hold me.

"I'm sorry, Jo, truly sorry," he apologised with genuine remorse, and while I sensed his sincerity, he needed to understand the full story.

Liam released his hold on me and locked his gaze on mine.

"Your eyes, Jo, they're beautiful. They're among your finest features. Being unique is a blessing, not a curse. What the four of us said was thoughtless and hurtful, driven by our own jealousy. We were older by a year and some months, yet you not only caught up but surpassed us; you continue to do so," he earnestly expressed, evoking a giggle from me.

"Who wouldn’t be jealous of a perfect person? I regret it deeply, Jo, and I wish I could undo my words and actions. Turn back time and erase those moments. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me and not let this linger between us. I adore every facet of you. You're perfect just the way you are. I wouldn't want a single thing to change," he articulated sincerely and hugged me this time; he kissed my neck again, and a moan escaped my lips before I could stop it.

"Li," I whispered, and he transitioned from my neck to my lips. His kiss was tender and affectionate, devoid of any haste or pressure. He was resolute in keeping his promise of patience.

My body was responding in ways that felt unfamiliar, and I understood the direction in which this was heading. But were we truly ready for this? Was this the right moment, or were we still too young for such experiences?

Liam's gaze bore into me with deep, dark eyes, a glimpse of his wolf shining through. My heart raced, unsure if I was prepared for the intensity of this moment. And then, he kissed me, and the sensation was met with an eager response from Onyx within me.

"Li," I whispered breathlessly.

"Mine," he responded, his voice carrying a deep growl that seemed to resonate with Alex's presence. He gingerly encircled his arms around my waist, his touch evoking a tingling sensation along my skin. My scent seemed to saturate the air around us, and despite my shyness, my body exhibited a different kind of response.

I'd never been in such close proximity to a guy before, and a flurry of thoughts crossed my mind. How many other girls had he been involved with? Was I just another experience for him?