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waist and yanked her to him. His sharp nails dug through her
clothes and into her skin. She bit her lip even harder until she
bled. His eyes changed from gray to black. His mind slammed
into hers so hard no barrier would hold it back. She had done
it with Simon, but she couldn't with Andrew. She wondered if
it was because she had tasted so much of him. The lock he
had on her mind pulled on all her systems and she found she
could barely draw a breath.
One hand wrapped around her chin, holding her head
immobile. His fangs were longer than they were the other
night. "Is this what you wanted?"
He moved her throat to the side striking deep in her
jugular. The pain was amazing and she could only stand there
enduring his wrath. He dug into her neck and tears trickled
from the corners of her eyes. His other hand kept her close
and she felt the excitement was getting him hard. Andrew
drunk mouthful after mouthful and she could do nothing to
stop him. It reminded her of her memory from the past where
he had held her prisoner in her mind by doing the very thing
he was doing now. How could she know Simon was
impersonating Andrew.
"Please, can't breathe," she wheezed. Andrew only
burrowed into her harder. Stars appeared behind her eyes
from the blood loss. Her fingers were going numb. She tried
fighting him and moving her hands around his to try and push
him off, but with his mental hold she was helpless.
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Isn't this what you wanted?
"Not like this. Please not like this. Too much."
But I thought you enjoyed pain. He fucked you hard and
you liked it. I know you did. I can see it in your mind. You
want more of him.
"No just you. Since before I knew you. It was always
you." Consciousness was receding from Amara faster than
she wanted. If he continued she'd be dead and she didn't
know if she would be coming back. She didn't want to die.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" she heard
Trevor say. She was wrenched out of Andrew's grasp. Even
though he had hurt her, she felt so lonely being separated
from him.
"She's mine," Andrew growled. "I can do what I please
with her."
"No, she's not yours. You have no claim on her. She isn't a
human who can be passed around. If you hurt her anymore,
I'll kill you myself."
Trevor's arms encircle her and she could breathe again,
but she felt weak. Her head fell against his shoulder. She
forgot everything as the pain in her throat traveled up to her
brain and overwhelmed her.
"It's okay," she whispered to Trevor.
"No, it's not. He doesn't own you."
"Put me down."
Trevor only held her closer, but she poked him enough he
obliged. Her feet were wobbly and her head swam. She took a
step toward Andrew but caught herself on Trevor because her
footing was unsteady. Amara crossed the short distance
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between them. She stumbled and fell into Andrew, who
backed away when she landed on her knees. She reached out
and touched the leg of his jeans.
"You filled my soul and I loved the ghost of you. The
dream of it, what we could have. Not just from before."
"Come on, Mar. You don't owe him an explanation. Not
after what he did." Trevor lifted her up and helped her back to
her room. She looked over her shoulder and saw Andrew
wiping his hand across his mouth. He locked eyes with her
and the look he gave her was pure murder. She heard him
growl low in his throat like an angry wolf. Back in her room,
she sat numb on the bed. Trevor cleaned and dressed her
wound, but didn't feel the pain. She was all but dead inside.
For the second time, she had screwed herself. All because
Simon had tricked her. There would be no third time. She
knew that. Andrew had come to a place where he was willing
to talk. She could have lived with that, but she fucked it up
by letting Simon in.
"What happened? I talked to him last night and he said he
was going to talk to you. He would have killed you if I hadn't
pulled him off."
"Simon came here posing as Andrew. He tricked me, Tre,
but then Andrew was at the door and he took it the wrong
way. I went after him to explain, but he "
"How did Simon trick you?" Trevor asked.
"I took some of his blood the other day. He said he would
have power over me. I guess he got into my thoughts. The
same with Andrew. I couldn't do anything because he was
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holding me with his mind. I guess even the smallest amount
of blood has an effect on me."
Trevor ran his hand through his hair. "Whoever gives you
the most blood will have a small amount of power over you,
even after you cross over."
"Why would Simon want to control me?"
Trevor shrugged. Amara got up and pulled off her shirt,
not caring about undressing in front of him. "Tre, Simon
wants me all to himself. I don't think Crys gets that. He would
turn me if I let him."
"That's not a bad thing. Simon is powerful and old. His
blood would make you stronger."
"Yeah, but he was also insane because of Kathryn, and I
think that it's still in him. Crimson doesn't see it. She said I'm
unusual because I came back quickly. In the past, Simon
wanted to kill me because he thought I was gaining Crys's
powers as Record Keeper. She told me the reason he was still
killing after he murdered Kathryn was because her spirit was
still driving him so she could get enough power to come back
again. Think about it, if Simon did kill Lydia, then why act all
insane when Crys is connected to all the vampires? Think
what an advantage it would give him."
"Yeah, but you said you felt Josh die. Simon was here
when that happened. So who killed Josh? The killings might
not even be related. What would happen if you followed in
Crimson's shoes again? Do you really want to be Record
Keeper?"
Amara shrugged. "I'm not sure, but if you got all your
memories and powers back after you were turned this time,
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maybe it'll happen to me, too. Maybe underneath it all I was
getting the powers of Record Keeper. Who knows? Simon's
been trying to drive a wedge between Andrew and me so he
can have me all to himself. He's using the fact that in the past
I fucked him all because of some deal I don't remember. I
don't know who killed Josh. I think I'm in too deep not to
want to stay human at this point. I have to turn to stay alive.
I'm trying not to mess anything else up, I gotta get outta
here." Amara bent over and started throwing stuff in her bag,
but when she did she nearly fainted.
"Even if you wanted to leave, you're in no condition to.
Andrew took a lot of blood. You have to rest."
"I'm in more danger the longer I do. Even with everything
here, I can't stay. The longer I do, the more painful it is. My [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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