Canvas of the Heart

"I can see you. Come out. For a physics student, you're not exactly a master of stealth," Aeron remarked, his voice teasing but firm.

Selene hesitated for a moment, then stepped out from behind the doorway, her cheeks flushed. "I-I wasn't hiding," she stammered. "I was just curious... wanted to see if you'd go all out with your painting."

Aeron's lips curved into a knowing smile, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Hmm. Sure. I know-it's not every day you meet an Alpha with a paintbrush. Guess it's not exactly the most masculine thing to do, huh?"
Selene's eyes widened, and she shook her head fiercely. "No! That's not true. You make beautiful art, and anyone who says otherwise is-"
She froze mid-sentence, her breath catching as she realized how intently Aeron was gazing at her. His golden eyes held hers, unreadable but intense, like a predator locking onto its prey. The air between them grew heavy, charged with something unspoken.