Page 88 of Enzo

My heart races. I’ve betrayed her. I’ve allowed the enemy to infiltrate my bed.

“Not enemy,”my wolf harrumphs in my head.“Mate.”

“Shut the fuck up,”I snarl at him. “How could you let this happen?”

He doesn’t reply. Instead, I can feel him shrug inside me.

“Outside. Now,”Chayton’s voice breaks through my thoughts. Without sparing the vampire another glance, I walk out of the bedroom and into the living room. The smell of sex is in the air. I nearly gag at the scent. I step onto the front porch, catching sight of Chayton leaning against the porch railing.

“I already know, and I feel fucking disgusted. As soon as she wakes, we are going to break the bond.”

Chayton doesn’t speak. He stares at my bare chest as if I have grown another head there.

“Have you seen your chest?” he asks pointing at me.

“No, why…” my words fade as I look down at the markings across my pecs.

I vaguely remember seeing them last night. I look back up at a startled Chayton.

“She blessed your union.” he says out loud.

“This is a mistake. She made a mistake.”

He shakes his head. “The moon goddess doesn’t make mistakes. Those markings prove you didn’t just bond with Michaela, the goddess blessed you.”

Placing my hand on my head, I shut my eyes and groan.

“I can’t stay in this. I have to break the bond.”

Her vanilla scent hits me. Funny, I no longer smell the metallic scent anymore. Chayton’s gaze goes over my shoulder. I turn to find Michaela fully dressed. The black dress covers up the body that is now painted in my head. Her smooth brown skin spread over her flat stomach flawlessly, and her soft curves were like an old country road. Her body is perfect. And the way her tight tunnel squeezed the life out of my length was everything.

My dick hardens, pulling a groan from me. Immediately, guilt and shame wash over me, softening my erection instantly.

“Sorry, Chayton,” she says without looking at me.

Why isn’t she looking at me? And why the hell does it bother me?

“I didn’t mean to cause any trouble in your pack.”

“You’re not the only one to blame. I can’t be mad at you alone,” Chayton says.

However, I’m not paying too much attention to their conversation. My wolf and I are both wondering why Michaela seems to go out of her way to avoid eye contact with me.

I open the newly formed link I feel pulsing between us. Fear hits me like a boulder. It’s so strong I almost stagger. It’s the same feeling I got from her last night. Right beneath that fear is sadness. Both emotions are surprising, but the sadness is alarming.

I try to push further into her mind, to see if I can figure out why she’s so afraid and sad. However, I hit a wall so solid it feels as if it’s made from some kind of impenetrable metal.

“Blocked,”my wolf whimpers. He doesn’t like this disconnection.

“What the hell does she have buried behind that wall?”

Instead of leaving the question up in the air, I ask her through our link.

“What are you hiding, vamp?”Unlike the night in the woods, the connection to talk to her feels much more natural.

Silence is my only response.

Is she ignoring me?

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