chapter 5

AVA POV

Almost immediately, I felt a sharp sting at the back of my neck as something pierced my skin and emptied a fluid into my veins.

A spasm of pain shot through my entire body and shook me violently. I felt like I was on fire as my cheeks turned red and my vision blurred. My eyeballs were threatening to poop out and I couldn't move my body.

"What have you done to me?" My words were slurred.

Amelia fisted my hair and lowered her voice. "I've always wanted to kill you! You always got everything I wanted but you're so done getting that! Do you think anyone will save you!?" She broke into laughter.

My pupils constricted as I felt my bones breaking and twisting. My feet buckled and I toppled backwards and fell on the floor with a loud thud.

Finally, the tears I had been holding streamed down my face like water oozing out of a faucet. My view was hazy and my head throbbed. She was saying something but it was muffled as the pain became excruciating.

"Your death will be a slow one. I'll make you never forget that the Sebastian brothers belong to me!" I heard her voice faintly.

"Says who!?" A voice Thu deed outside and immediately the door hinges popped and the door thudded against the floor.

The scent. Dawson!

He must have broken the door. How did he find out I was here? Even in my pain, a smile crossed my lips and I felt a sudden calm seize my soul before I was plunged into a pool of endless darkness.

***

A dark room and a banging headache.

I jolted awake, breaking out in cold sweat. Sunlight streaked in and jabbed at my vision, making my eyes shut immediately. I peeled it open when I heard the room's door open.

The moment I laid my eyes on Dawson, my wolf growled in my head reminding me that I was hungry. Only it wasn't for food. My wolf was strayed by a man's touch and she needed to feast.

"Where am I?" I said the only meaningful thing that came to my mind.

His thin, sexy lips curled up into a smile as he approached me. "Thank goodness, you're awake. You've been like this for three days. I brought you here because you're almost dying and I couldn't afford to lose you!"

Oh! That explains why I felt so hungry. But that wasn't the answer to the question I asked. Just as I was about to ask again, I caught a whiff of a thick smell on his body.

Blood!

The memories of what happened three days ago cane rysubg back. He had come to save me when Amelia injected me with poison.

"What did you do!?" I asked as my eyes widened with fear. "Did you kill my father?"

He shrugged. "I just taught him a little lesson!" I sensed the finality in his tone.

He didn't want me to push any further and I didn't. My hands suddenly felt itchy as my eyes rained. I caught the dusky gold of his chest, where he had undone one or two buttons on his shirt.

I swallowed hard in my throat as my spot began throbbing. My wolf was leaping wildly in my head and I felt control slipping out of my grasp. Why was I feeling this way? My body was on fire so I squeezed my eyes shut.

My eyes peeled open when I felt his hand on my waist. He was gazing at me affectionately, hiding the flicker of lust beneath his eyes. But why did he smell different? He didn't smell like Dawson.

Confusion slammed into my guts. Could it be the smell of blood covering his scent? I shrugged the thought off as his hand roamed higher and settled on my cheek.

"Your cheeks are red. Too red. The physician says it's the after-effect of the poison that was injected into your blood. It will make you feel hot!"

And I was damned if I didn't feel hot. I was throbbing with heat and I knew exactly what I wanted. His voice only ignited more fire.

Control snapped and I grabbed his cloth and covered his lips with mine, taking him by surprise. My tongue slid deeper into his mouth.

He broke the kiss, his eyes clouded with lust mixed with worry. "The physician says you have to rest. You can't do anything strenuous!" He said.

With the little strength left in my body, I pulled him back as he tried to get up. He looked surprised and fascinated at my strength.

I reached out and my hands worked on his shirt. I was desperate to bring us skin to skin. A low growl tore out of his throat and I knew he was out of control now.

With a snap, he ripped my clothes and I realized I was naked under the cloth. He undid the rest of his buttons in a haste and his shirt came off. He rid himself of his pants and kicked them aside and let my eyes raked over his perfectly sculpted body.

He pulled me into his arms so that I straddled him, my nipples pushing against his hard-muscled chest. The tingles from the contact shot spikes of desire into my stomach and lower, making my pussy tremble with anticipation.

I looped my arms around his neck, licking his skin, teasing the light smattering of hair on his chest. I flicked my tongue over his nipple and he groaned with pleasure, his body stiffening beneath my hands that were now sliding down his body.

I was driving him crazy and I loved the fact that he was so responsive. I moaned low in my throat, reckless with need as I palmed his heavy erection in my hand.

I stroked the velvety soft tip of him, swirling a teardrop of arousal around the velvety head until he captured my hand and dragged it away.

His teeth were gritted. "Fuck, Aurora. You're a dangerous lady. Are you sure you want this?"

"I want you inside me," I whispered, so softly I wasn't sure he heard me. "I didn't have enough of you that first time!"

Almost immediately, the door jerked open and I froze when I saw his face. There he was standing like an angry lion.

Dawson!

What the hell was going on? I felt like I was going crazy as my gaze flew back to the face of the man who had his hand on my breast.

His hand went to his head and he pulled off a wig I hadn't realized he was wearing. Shock rendered me speechless.

"Damian?"

"Surprise, Aurora!" He said as a smirk of mischief curled his lips.

Shit! I should have known he wasn't the one. That was probably why he smelled different. Now, the cat had been let out the bag and he now knows I had fucked Dawson.