Alpha Tristan ✓ [Republishing]

Triantatria [ 33 ]

"Kara, stop moving," Tristan grumbled as his firm hold kept me in place against him.

"Tristan, we have to meet Brielle and Christian remember?" I tried to coax his arm away from my waist but he was adamant and strong.

He exhaled through his nose and opened his steely eyes to stare at me. His hair was mussed and the ever-so-rebellious strands that fell against his forehead seemed even darker against the brightness of his eyes. "I know where we have to be, αγάπη μου. But, I'm the alpha. I can be a bit late if I want to hold you for a little bit longer."

A slow smirk climbed onto my face. "Are you using your title to your advantage?"

He returned the smirk and lowered his head to my neck. "I'm using it for your benefit too." He pulled me flush against him again and tangled his legs with mine. "Unless you don't want me to hold you?"

I wrapped an arm around his shoulder to keep him in place. "I didn't say that." I breathed softly against his ear and relished his embrace. He kissed my skin gently and I could feel his steady heartbeat against mine. "Can I ask you a question?"

He hummed into my neck and I took it as a cue to continue.

"What do you always call me? Ag-aga—"

Tristan pulled back and rested his head on the pillow, settling his gaze on mine with a soft smile. "Αγάπη μου?" his smile widened and his other hand stroked my cheek. "It means my love—because that's what you are to me."

My heartbeat went through the roof and hammered against my chest. "You've called me that from the start...have you—"

"Loved you from the beginning?" he finished, briefly pressing his lips to my forehead delicately. "I've loved you since the moment I first held your hand. I maybe just didn't realise until recently, but I know I've felt like this for a very long time." His eyes were full of emotion and I was pretty sure mine was too. "I've only called one other person αγάπη μου, and she was my mother. She was all I had, but now I have you, and Kara, you complete me. My heart is yours."

The thick emotion was trapped in my throat and my eyes watered as I inhaled shakily. Snaking my arms around his firm body, I dug my face into his chest and hugged him tightly. "I love you, Tristan."

He curved his hand around my head and held me to him for many minutes. It was silent between us for a very long time until he slowly pulled away when I began to lose feeling in my arm. "Maybe we should start getting ready now." He began to roll over when I stopped him desperately.

"I don't want to leave just yet." I stared up at him with pleading eyes, and before he had the chance to make the first move, I pressed my lips to his. "I want to hold you too."

I held his gaze as I pulled him back to me and dug my fingers into his soft hair. I laid delicate kisses on every part of his face, lingering on his lips for a gentle kiss. He kept his eyes closed until I hoisted myself onto him and hovered over him. Reaching for his hands, I lightly kissed his knuckles and curved his hands around my face. He smiled and his gaze was loving when I pressed my lips to his palms as well.