The night turned darker and the stars rose in the sky, along with it was the silence that engulfed the two lovebirds.
Damon pulled away from Aziza when it looked like she was calm enough and directed her towards the bed. She hated everything that was happening and wanted to run far, so far where none of it would reach her anymore. But she didn’t, she couldn’t, rather. Her mate was right there with her, with his memories and his demons. The pull, the spark, it had been ignited and her skin would never feel the same if she stopped feeling him so close. She sat down as he wanted and he went ahead to get her a glass of water. She took it and drank from it till the cup was completely empty, then she sighed heavily.
Her chest was hurting, she was tired, she was weak, she was confused and didn’
