Mourning Wings: A Dark Sapphic Novella (The Whitmore Legacy Series Book 1) by Nouha Jullienne

Mourning Wings: A Dark Sapphic Novella (The Whitmore Legacy Series Book 1) by Nouha Jullienne

Author:Nouha Jullienne [Jullienne, Nouha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-10-11T00:00:00+00:00


9

RONNIE

Ifinally push myself off Valeria, the adrenaline still coursing through my veins. I can feel the tension in my muscles as I sheath my knife, sliding it back into its holder around my thigh.

My hand hovers above Valeria, ready to help her up, but she shrugs me off.

“I don’t need your help,” she spits. “Nor do I need your protection. I don’t even know you!” she argues, a defiant glint returning to her eyes as she squares her shoulders.

A soft chuckle escapes my lips. “You might be a little warrior, but you don’t know what you’re up against. We’re alone here, Valeria. Proceed with caution,” I say, noticing the slight tilt of her head and the way her eyes hold mine, daring me. Her skirt is hiked up, and the sight of her bare thighs makes my breath catch.

As she moves to adjust her clothing, her eyes meet mine.

Her hair is tousled, a few strands framing her face, and her cheeks are tinged with a rosy hue.

My eyes follow the angles of her face until they reach her lips.

A strange wave of familiarity hits me, so strong, it nearly knocks the breath out of me. It’s like I already know how they feel—soft, warm—and, God, the taste of her tongue flashes in my mind like a memory that shouldn’t be there. The feeling is so vivid, it’s unsettling. I tear my eyes away, shaking it off, but the pull lingers, like something I’ve forgotten but can’t fully grasp.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I’m so entranced by Valeria, I begin to wonder if it was a bad idea to get involved with her outside of observing her through screens. Watching her from a distance, through the safety of a monitor, had seemed much simpler, safer. But here she is, so real.

Get a grip, Verónica. All the stalking and digging I’ve been doing is messing with my head. I’ve gone too deep, watching her every move, reading into things that probably aren’t even there. But still, the sensation won’t leave me, clinging to me.

Valeria straightens, smoothing her skirt with a confident flick of her wrist. Then, she turns on her heels and tries to walk away, but I grab onto her arm.

“Not so fast,” I say.

I step closer, and the space between us crackles with energy. Her inhales are sharp, and I feel the warmth radiating from her body, so close, I can almost feel her heartbeat.

“You don’t know what I’m capable of,” she taunts, her lips curling into a daring smile. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to find Isabel. I can’t just stay here⁠—”

“Relax. They won’t hurt her.”

Valeria scoffs. “How can you say that? This place obviously isn’t what it seems, and they had knives. Knives!” Her voice cracks.

“I’ve been watching them. They don’t hurt women. They just...like to have fun with them.”

“Fun,” she repeats, as if the word tastes bitter in her mouth. “Isabel’s out there, probably terrified, and I’m stuck here with...with you, whoever you are. I need to check if she’s okay.



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