A Hybrid's Hunger

Chapter 64

Chapter 64

I sense when Zade's awake. Even when sitting so far from him, I can sense him. Perhaps, it has to do something with the marking, or completing the mate bond. Estella glances over at me when she finds me looking over my shoulders.

I lick my lips and set my cup on the side. "He's awake."

She furrows her brows and nears me. Her hand flattens over my shoulder. "Let me go talk to him. You stay here."

"Please. Thank you."

I watch her leave the room, shutting the door behind her. My fingers curl around the cup and I take another sip of the tea she made for me. It soothes my nerves, but it doesn't take away any ounce of the worry that has engulfed me.

Time passes slowly as I wait for her to return.

I'm not even sure why she went to him. I know he'll only want to talk to me. I get up from my seat and head over to the window. The sun has begun to set and the sky has a dark golden hue to it. It's beautiful, especially now that winter is going.

It's still cold and the trees stand bare.

I let out a breath and turn away from the window before heading to the door. There's no point in sitting around, especially when my mind is racing with thoughts.

I walk near the staircase and I hear them, talking but before I can eavesdrop, Zade comes down the stairs. I freeze when I see him because I see light in his eyes. They're not empty, they're not dull. He's better.

He takes the last few steps and reaches me. Some guilt crosses on his face.

"Can we talk?"

I nod, and he takes my hand, leading me to the hall. It's quiet.

I'm not scared of him, but the way he acted last night, the way he fed from me, and how his eyes were crimson red. It's so strange, especially when he appeared to be fine the entire day, or at least when had his act on. If he wasn't fine, why didn't he tell me?

He cups my face in his hand and brings his face close to mine.

"Aurora," He starts, his thumb grazing over my cheekbone. "I'm sorry. I should've controlled myself. I shouldn't have let the thirst consume me and I shouldn't have bitten you. And if you feel like it's too much, if it hurts, or something is off, then I understand if you need time away from me."

"No, no, that's not what I want," I curl my hands around his wrists and shake my head. "I'm not scared of you. I'm scared for you. Are you fine?"

"I am."

"You were supposedly fine last night too. What's going on?"

He breathes heavily, his hands falling on my side. "I don't know—I don't know what came over me. I shouldn't have touched you, I should've been stronger and resisted. I'm so fucking sorry, Aurora—"

I see his eyes, they are brimming with guilt. I know he's being sincere.

"It's fine, really," I cut him off. "I just want to know that you're okay. Because you were acting completely different yesterday night and it worried me to see you like that. Please, just tell me you're okay. Maybe we had rushed into the marking and that's why it went wrong, I don't know, but I don't regret it. Not even for a second. But tell me if something is wrong. I want to be here for you."

He doesn't speak, not immediately. But when he does, I can sense the change. "There is nothing wrong, Aurora. I'm fine, I'm here, and I promise I won't do it again. It won't happen again. Ever."

I believe him.

I trust him.

"I'm sorry again." He brings me closer to himself till our faces are only inches apart.

I brush my hand over his shoulder and give him a small smile. "I know."

"I love you so much, Aurora. You're my life, and I can't ever risk losing you again. I'll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. Always."

I press my mouth against his and kiss him gently. "I love you too, and don't worry, you're stuck with me forever."

"Forever." He breathes against my lips and kisses me once again.

His arm comes around my waist, pulling me closer and deepening the kiss. I kiss him back without any hesitation. The thought of the night before disappears from my mind as his tongue slips inside my mouth, tasting me, making me forget everything.

We stay like that, kissing each other for a while.

When we pull away, his eyes find mine. There's no red in his eyes, no hunger. Just love. And that's when I know I have nothing to worry about, not when he looks at me like this like I'm his whole world.

But for how long?

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