Celeste shuffled out of Xavier's arms, scooting to the very edge of the bed... Zillon would be angry if someone else touched her, he'd ignore her, he'd say bad things, he'd—
What was she thinking?
Zillon couldn't get angry at her anymore, Zillon wasn't here, Zillon wasn't her mate anymore...then why only the thought of him would serve as a restriction to her?
Everytime Xavier got close, she'd push him away in fear of making Zillon angry again...she was so foolish, she had someone who loved her so much and yet she couldn't be with him because of someone in her past...
Stupid...stupid...stupid...
Huffing agrily at herself, she blinked in order to hold back her tears...no matter how hard she tried, Zillon was on her mind 24-7.
The way he touched her before now wasn't a stranger her mind
