“YOU CAN’T DO THAT!” Emma shouted at the top of her lungs.
“Yes, I can!” Christiaan growled. “I will not accept your rejection.” Christiaan gained control over Ares, and Emma noticed the change in the color of his eyes. He sat up in bed and looked almost confused.
“Christiaan?” She looked at him, tilting her head.
“Yes.” He sighed. He felt a sudden rush of his strength returning by having her there in the room with him and finally got control over Ares. Feeling the pain in his chest after her rejection, he took a deep breath, then swung his legs over the side of the bed. He didn’t feel dizzy anymore. Ares must have healed him.
“Emma, I’m so sorry for what I said.” His feet hit the cold floor when he stood up, but he walked over to her wheelchair, seeing her trying to move the wheelchai
