RYLEE

Guilt and worry overwhelmed me as I stared at my mate. He had his eyes closed and the burn I'd desperately tried to get rid of, was staring at me. I had been unable to mark him. The dark energy from the burn had been too strong. Plus, I had been afraid of hurting him. It was the reason why I had pulled away from him as quickly as I could. The burn had darkened to the color of soot and my fang mark was nowhere to be found. Entwining my fingers with Vincent's, I rested my head on his chest ...