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"Doesn’t that feel good, Gwen? Don’t you crave it? Don’t you want to feel ht back to sanity while he spoke The venom of his bite still made my body weak in the knees, but I could thinkto do with you I hate you!" I said between clenched teeth

Anger flashed in his eyes and he struck again The waves of rapture washed through ain and , but I couldn’t control my reaction to it If he wanted, he could have ht frohs; the friction of his handsof torment deep within h th of it

My eyes fluttered open, heavy with sleep and relaxation Hands roamed my body and explored every inch ofme "Get away fro his cheek

"Oh ht you were him" I jumped off of the bed and went to Aiden’s side Deceived

"Him, who?"

"Ian" Tears streaked down ainst him, and he molested me I felt queasy and had to sit down I looked down at ers reached up to feel my neck, but the flesh was unflawed

"What happened, Gwen?" Aiden knelt in front of me and rubbed my arms The action should have comforted me, but at the moment, I couldn’t stand to be touched I felt dirty and unworthy of his concern I pushed past hier I ake, the more I remembered Every detail sla my head and sobbed uncontrollably

"Gwen, please tell ain He walked over to me, careful not to touch and eyes filled orry Once he heard what I’d done, he’d hate ic to fend him off I shouldn’t have fallen under the spell of his venom

"Damn it, Gwen Tell me what happened!" Aiden’s voice rose in pitch andet worse once he learned what happened

"I’m sorry, Aiden I should have stopped it, but he’s so et the words out in a complete sentence I looked up at him and saw fear set in his blue eyes I could al a solid picture as he looked at ht his fist down on the desk besideacross the rooiveness

Aiden took a deep breath, but it did absolutely nothing to calh his eyes However, when he looked down at me, it vanished

"This isn’t your fault, Gwen You have nothing to be sorry about" He bent down and lifted me into his arainst his chest I closed my eyes, but all I saas Ian Aiden held ontosentiments

My skin craith repulsion, and the scent of Aiden madeht, clawed, and screarasp I knew in the back of my mind he wasn’t a monster like Ian, but the dream left me a little unstable I didn’t care that we loved each other; I couldn’t stand to be beside hio of me, and I ran to the bathroom I’d barely made it to the toilet before I threhat little food I’d eaten Though no evidence remained of my time with Ian, I knehat happened had been real Somehow he had learned how to physically harm me in his dreams

After I was sure I wouldn’t vomit anymore, I climbed into the shower I scrubbed every inch of in to put those es justice I sat huddled in the tub as tears continued to fall and the ater beat againstin the shohen Aiden knocked on the door I was a lot calhtly embarrassed about how I had acted

"Come in," I called The bathrooainst the shower curtain He hesitated to speak "How are you doing?"

I could hear the strain in his voice, and it made my heart crack just a little bit I didn’t hat had happened to cause hih my mind "Better, I think I’m sorry" My voice sounded alien to irl and I hated it-- hated him

Aiden sat on the toilet seat and released a heavy breath "Gwen, quit apologizing None of this is your fault You don’t have anything to apologize for, understand?" His voice was hard, but I kneas directed towards his anger with Ian and not oogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>