All Chapters of Veil Of A Secret Vow: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Closer.......That was all Elyra could think.Zevarion was so close now that she could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin. His hand remained steady against her back, holding her just enough to make the entire world feel unsteady.Neither moved.Neither breathed properly.And this time.....Elyra didn’t think either of them wanted to stop.Her heart pounded painfully against her chest as his gaze stayed fixed on her lips. The tension between them had stretched so tightly that even the smallest movement felt dangerous now.One second more.That was all it would take.Her fingers tightened slightly against his shoulder without realizing it.Zevarion noticed immediately.His eyes lifted back to hers.That tiny reaction nearly destroyed whatever control he had left.Elyra saw it happen.Saw the exact moment restraint became fragile.And instead of fear—something warm and terrifying spread slowly through her chest.Because she wanted this too.God.She actually wanted this.“Ze

The silence between them felt alive.That was the only way Elyra could describe it now.Every second stretched tighter and tighter while Zevarion stood impossibly close, his hand still loosely around her wrist, her fingers still curled lightly against his chest.Neither moved.Neither seemed capable of it anymore.The corridor around them had gone completely quiet, the distant party downstairs fading further into the background until it no longer mattered.Only this moment mattered.Only him.Elyra’s breathing stayed uneven as Zevarion’s gaze remained fixed on her lips again.Longer this time.Less restrained.The tension tightened painfully inside her chest.“You’re doing it again,” she whispered softly.His eyes lifted slowly back to hers.“Looking at you?”“No.” Her voice weakened slightly. “Thinking too much.”A faint pause followed.Then honestly......“I’m trying not to.”That answer nearly destroyed her.Because she knew exactly what he meant now.He wasn’t trying not to look a

The warmth between them disappeared instantly.Just seconds ago, Elyra had been close enough to feel Zevarion’s breath against her lips.Now....his entire expression had changed.Cold focus replaced the softness in his eyes so quickly it almost felt unreal.Elyra’s heartbeat was still uneven from everything that almost happened, but the look on his face forced reality back into place immediately.“What happened?” she asked again, quieter this time.Zevarion stared at the phone screen for another second before lowering it slowly.“There was a break-in.”The words settled heavily into the corridor.Elyra blinked once. “Where?”“The old church.”Every remaining trace of warmth vanished from her chest.The old church.The place connected to everything.The hidden records.The underground passages.The unanswered secrets they still hadn’t fully uncovered.Elyra straightened immediately. “Was anything taken?”“I don’t know yet.”His voice had become calm again.Too calm.Which meant he was

The storm showed no signs of stopping. Rain crashed heavily against the stained..glass windows of the old church while thunder echoed through the ancient walls every few minutes. The underground passage had already flooded halfway, forcing everyone to remain inside until morning. Victor looked deeply irritated about it. Damien looked concerned. Zevarion looked calm. Unfairly calm. Elyra sat near one of the long wooden benches wrapped in Zevarion’s coat while trying not to think about the fact that his hand had stayed on her waist longer than necessary earlier. Trying and failing. “Power might return later,” Damien said while placing an old lantern onto the table nearby. Victor glanced around the dark hall. “This place somehow became worse at night.” “It always looked cursed,” Elyra muttered quietly. A faint sound beside her. Almost a laugh. She immediately looked toward Zevarion. His expression remained composed, but she definitely caught the tiny amusement in his eyes.

The laughter faded too quickly.One second Elyra had buried her face against Zevarion’s chest trying not to laugh at Victor’s dramatic snoring.The next.....she became painfully aware of how close she actually was again.Too close.Her cheek rested against his chest while his arm remained securely around her waist, holding her against him with dangerous familiarity.And worst of all....neither of them moved away.The church stayed quiet except for rain tapping softly against the windows and Victor’s occasional sleepy muttering from the far bench.Elyra slowly lifted her head.Big mistake.Zevarion was already looking down at her with that same dangerously focused expression again.Not sleepy anymore.Not distracted.Just completely aware of her.Her heartbeat stumbled instantly.“You’re staring again,” she whispered softly.“You’re still in my arms.”That answer ruined every coherent thought in her head.God.How did he say things like that so calmly?Elyra swallowed softly while tr