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words, ones that
wouldn’t cause her any more pain than what she already harbored. “You were
worried about the trial, Julian, demons, vampires and your sister. You’ve got
enough on your plate without piling my crap on top of it too. In case you haven’t
noticed, we’re in the middle of a shit storm. I’m trying to protect you.”
    I pushed off the desk and crossed to her, the need to touch
her a compulsion I was too weak to resist. I cupped her cheek, got only the
briefest stroke of my thumb across her cheek before she slapped my hand away.
    “Don’t touch me.”
    Fuck that. I caught her wrist and tugged her close until her
breasts slammed against my front. Where we pressed together, her heart
thundered in the same erratic rhythm as mine. Electricity gathered where skin
touched skin.
    I glared down at her and wished she’d let this go. “What the
hell is your problem?”
    “You’re my problem,” she yelled and struggled to push away
from me.
    Over her raised voice, I barely heard the knocking at the
door. Whoever it was could wait. I captured both of her wrists and wrestled
them behind her back. I slammed my mouth to hers hard enough to cut my lip on
one of her fangs. The flash of pain throbbed through me and my swollen cock
jerked.
    The sweet tang of blood touched my tongue and I knew if I
could taste it, so could Ella. The second she gasped, I swept inside,
dominating her mouth with a delicious, wet slide of tongue.
    She bit me.
    I pulled back on a hiss and glared. I didn’t dare let go of
her arms to dab at the cut on my lip, not when violence lurked her in eyes.
Hunger flared and her needs whipped through me. She hadn’t fed—taken
blood—since the night we’d made love. Jesus. I was a Grade A asshole.
    Regret gave me some semblance of control. I lowered my voice
and nudged her nose with mine, trying to coax out the soft kitten I knew
existed. “You’re blowing this entire thing out of proportion. I didn’t tell you
one little thing. One thing. You’re acting like I cheated on you or something.”
    Ella stiffened from head to toe. Her eyes flashed and I saw
something break inside her—a physical severing of trust she had in me. What the
fuck?
    “Let me go,” she hissed. “Now.”
    I lifted my hands and stepped back, cautious of her shifting
mood.
    She wrapped an arm around her stomach, clutching it as if
she had a bellyache. Her voice was so low I barely heard her words. “Did you
cheat on me? Is that what’s really going on here? You were upset about your
mom, Julian, whatever, so you went out and…”
    Shock loosened my muscles and my mouth dropped open. I’d
rather cut off my dick than touch another woman. Ella was my it. My everything.
We were bound together on a metaphysical, soul-deep level that made it hard for
to even leave the house without her. “You’re serious?”
    She backed up a step and took a piece of me with her. Her
doubt, the speed and ease she’d settled into it, ate at me. Had I wanted her so
fiercely that I’d imagined what had grown between us?
    “Everything makes so much more sense now.” She cupped her
throat. When she spoke again, her voice was a rough whisper. “You cheated on
me. This,” she gestured wildly between our crotches to indicate our lacking sex
life, “has nothing to do with the information you were hiding from me. It’s
been two months and you’re already tired of me. How’d you get around the mating
bond?”
    Her lack of trust brought out something in me I hadn’t known
existed—a furious indignation that left me cold. I stalked forward, each step
measured with violence. Voice the temperature of ice, I said, “Are you serious?
Tell me you are not indicating I’ve been with another woman. Whether we chose
this shit or not, we’re soul mates.”
    Someone pounded on the door again, and I knew whoever waited
in the hall couldn’t hear the raging battle within, couldn’t hear how close I
was to losing complete control. They couldn’t