My Alphas' Dark Desires
Chapter 222: Stubborn Dristan’s Return

Chapter 222: Stubborn Dristan’s Return

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Chapter 222 — Stubborn Dristan’s Return

~Valerie’s POV~

"Tsk... where did I put that thing?" I muttered, already rising from my seat.

My feet carried me to the small basket near my bedside table where I thought I’d tossed it a few days ago, but as soon as I got there, I stopped cold.

"No," I whispered, crouching. "I’m sure I picked it up..."

My brows furrowed as my mind backtracked through the fog of days. Yes—I remembered picking it up the day after I rearranged my room.

I had almost worn it again, but the instant it touched my fingers, memories of them flooded back, Dristan, Kai, Axel and Xade. The day they’d rescued me.

A bittersweet memory I wasn’t ready to relive. So I put it away.

I rushed to my study desk and yanked open the second drawer.

But inside was no necklace save for a folded piece of paper.

My heart gave a strange lurch.

I barely processed the note at first. My eyes kept scanning the inside of the drawer, hoping I’d somehow missed it.

That it had slipped to a corner, under a book, maybe fallen through a crack. But everything else was in place.

My necklace was gone.

Vanished.

The realization was like a punch to the chest.

My hands shook as I grabbed the piece of paper, unfolded it, and read the scrawled words.

"Now it has a better owner."

A chill swept down my spine.

"What?"

I read the note again and again as if staring harder would change the message. But the words didn’t vanish. The mocking tone clung to the air like smoke.

’Maybe it’s a prank,’ I told myself, hoping for something else that does not indicate stolen.

My stomach churned as dread settled over me. I searched the entire room, tearing through clothes, tossing aside books and bedding. I even lifted the damn mattress. Nothing.

At some point, exhaustion overpowered frustration, and I sank to the floor, chest heaving. I stared at the empty drawer like it held all the answers. But it didn’t. Just that one cruel message.

Eventually, my limbs grew too heavy to keep moving. My body crashed on the bed, fully clothed. I didn’t know when I drifted off, only that darkness claimed me for a while.

Then... knock knock.

My eyes shot open at once.

I blinked groggily at the ceiling. My mind was still foggy from sleep, and my heart still sore.

Another knock came, only this time louder now.

I frowned, glancing around. The dorm room was quiet, still empty. My roommates had all gone for the break.

They’d politely excused themselves one by one after my "emotional shifts," leaving me blessedly alone or cursedly so.

Groaning, I pushed off the bed and padded to the door. I checked the time on the wall clock.

2:07 a.m.

My brows raised. Who the hell...

I opened the door... and froze.

"Dristan?"

He stood there, the hallway light spilling across his shoulders like moonlight. His crystal-blue eyes caught the glow, and I swore, for a second, he didn’t look real. Just... powerful and timeless.

But his scent was undeniable. My throat dried as I snapped out of it and folded my arms.

"What the hell are you doing here at 2 a.m.?" I demanded.

He swallowed, gaze steady but cautious.

"I just... needed to see you."

His voice was low, laced with something I hadn’t heard in a while, vulnerability. Something tightened in my chest at the way he looked at me.

I hated how my body responded. How my heart skipped. How heat trickled down my spine just from his presence.

"Valerie, I apologize..."

I raised my palm to stop him. "I know. And... I was being a jackass too."

His brows pinched in confusion. I could almost see the ’Wait, what?’ in his eyes, but he didn’t interrupt me.

"Silver... she only wanted to come here so badly. She made a mistake back home and got grounded. So she... snuck out..."

"Forged documents. Lied... I know all that," Dristan said quietly. "But I should’ve—"

"You were worried. I get it." I stepped back, letting him in.

He did. And as the door shut behind him, the air shifted.

Suddenly, Dristan was too close, too much.

I could feel the heat of him, smell his clean, stormy scent. And instantly, the memory of his kiss at the party rushed back.

The way his hands had explored, the way his lips had danced against mine—how we’d come so close to crossing every line. And how I’d let him see me... almost bare.

Now, standing in this tight space, with him looking at me like I was the center of his entire universe... I faltered.

I took a shaky step back, needing space, but he followed. Slowly. Determined.

"Valerie, I was worried about you," Dristan voiced again, his voice gentler. "And I’m sorry. My reasons don’t excuse everything but—"

"They do," I cut in.

His eyes narrowed. "Wait... what?"

"I know what you thought. Dristan... even though it’s hard for me, I... forgive you."

He blinked. Like he hadn’t expected that. "Valerie... you did what?"

"I forgive you," I repeated, slower this time. "I know I should be yelling at you for showing up here at this ungodly hour, but yeah. You’re forgiven. And..."

That was it. Dristan didn’t give me time for the rest when his lips were on mine in an instant.

The kiss wasn’t soft, it was starved. As if he’d waited days, weeks, to touch me again. I hesitated at first. My walls rose reflexively but then... they shattered.

I kissed him back. Hard.

All the tension in my chest uncoiled. My fingers tangled in his shirt. His hands slid along my waist, gripping, exploring and remembering.

And then something shifted, a heat surged through me in ways I hadn’t felt before, raw, hot, and unmistakable.

I gasped against his lips as the wild, all-consuming sensation spread.

No... this wasn’t just lust, it was heat, real heat.

And I was drowning in it—surrendering, completely overwhelmed by the sensation Dristan brought and what we were about to do, together.

"I love you, Valerie."

"I... I lo...

"Don’t say," Dristan interjeted and in seconds, his lips were on mine again.

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