bed-like surface and I fall against a silk comforterset. A pillow is under my head, and the hand is caressing my cheek. My eyes
are closed, but I force them open and there he is. Dalton is staring down at me.
He looks worried and I hate that I went behind his back, but now that I have
changed, there is nothing that he can do about it.
“Rose, look at me,” Dalton says as he kneels down to my level. He places his
hand onto my forehead and he stares deep into my eyes. “How are you feeling?”
I part my lips, an overwhelming aching is forming in my gums –it hurts.
“My head is pounding, my gums hurt and I’m … thirsty. Can you get me a
drink?” Dalton exhales and he flies out of the room. He quickly returns, holding
a glass of water. He sits me up into the bed and he urges me to drink. I take the
glass, but water isn’t what I am craving.
“Drink,” he urges. I give in and I pull the glass towards my lips. My senses are
tingling and everything is heightened. The sunlight is brighter, the noise of
Dalton’s heartbeat is ringing in my ears. I can hear birds singing, and the wind
as it blows through the trees. My eyes have cleared and everything is in high
definition. I can see every fibre of the comfort-set, every speck of dust that lies
onto the wooden floor, every line on Dalton’s face is clear in my vision. I part
my lips and I take a sip of the water, the taste is horrible and I spit it out. Dalton
exhales and he pulls the glass away from me. He slams it down onto the bedside
cabinet, and he locks his furious eyes on mine. “Why did you do this?” He
exclaims.
“You know why,” I say in a rough voice. Dalton paces the large bedroom and
he thrusts his hands into the air.
“You went behind my back; I never wanted this for you.” I leap out of the bed
and I am surprised at my pace –I flew across the room in a matter of seconds. I
stand in front of Dalton and I look up at him, through my HD eyes. He doesn’t
look happy with me, but he doesn’t refuse my hand when I offer it to him. He
places his hand into mine and I smile –he doesn’t feel cold. My lips start to
shake and I lunge into his arms –I need to kiss him. I lock my lips on his and I
pull him close, crushing him until he squeals. “Wow, be careful,” he says as he
pushes me away from him. I frown at him –God I love him so much. My
feelings for him are multiplied, I knew that I loved him, but not to this extent.
He is everything to me, my heart feels bound to him, connected and his lips are
irresistible. I lunge forward again and mount my lips onto his. I hold his head
firmly and I laugh through our passion –I am strong enough to hold him in
place. I kiss him harder, and then my hands run through his hair, he lifts me up,
kissing me on my neck. I hear footsteps and the sound of another heartbeat. I
push Dalton away and I focus my eyes on the doorjamb. Nicholas is standing
smugly, grinning at us.
“Don’t stop on my behalf.” He says as he folds his arms across his chest. I smile
and rush towards him. I wrap my arms around him, pulling him close for a bear
hug.
“Thank you,” I say as I pull away from him. Nicholas smiles at me and then his
expression changes, when Dalton rushes over and grabs me by the arm. He
spins me around and I focus my new eyes on his. He looks at me as he caresses
my cheek.
“Are you thirsty?” Dalton asks in firm voice. I press my lips together and an
overwhelming dryness has taken over my throat –I want blood.
“Yes, I’m gasping, I need something to drink.” Nicholas glides over and stands
in front of me. I look at him and then back to Dalton. The brothers exchange a
worried glance, and then Dalton focuses back on me. His eyes stare deep into
mine, and he cups my cheek with his hand.
“You need to feed, do you understand?” I nod –of course I understand, I am not
delusional. “Okay, come with me,” Dalton pulls me out of the room and into the
hallway. He rushes me towards the front door
are closed, but I force them open and there he is. Dalton is staring down at me.
He looks worried and I hate that I went behind his back, but now that I have
changed, there is nothing that he can do about it.
“Rose, look at me,” Dalton says as he kneels down to my level. He places his
hand onto my forehead and he stares deep into my eyes. “How are you feeling?”
I part my lips, an overwhelming aching is forming in my gums –it hurts.
“My head is pounding, my gums hurt and I’m … thirsty. Can you get me a
drink?” Dalton exhales and he flies out of the room. He quickly returns, holding
a glass of water. He sits me up into the bed and he urges me to drink. I take the
glass, but water isn’t what I am craving.
“Drink,” he urges. I give in and I pull the glass towards my lips. My senses are
tingling and everything is heightened. The sunlight is brighter, the noise of
Dalton’s heartbeat is ringing in my ears. I can hear birds singing, and the wind
as it blows through the trees. My eyes have cleared and everything is in high
definition. I can see every fibre of the comfort-set, every speck of dust that lies
onto the wooden floor, every line on Dalton’s face is clear in my vision. I part
my lips and I take a sip of the water, the taste is horrible and I spit it out. Dalton
exhales and he pulls the glass away from me. He slams it down onto the bedside
cabinet, and he locks his furious eyes on mine. “Why did you do this?” He
exclaims.
“You know why,” I say in a rough voice. Dalton paces the large bedroom and
he thrusts his hands into the air.
“You went behind my back; I never wanted this for you.” I leap out of the bed
and I am surprised at my pace –I flew across the room in a matter of seconds. I
stand in front of Dalton and I look up at him, through my HD eyes. He doesn’t
look happy with me, but he doesn’t refuse my hand when I offer it to him. He
places his hand into mine and I smile –he doesn’t feel cold. My lips start to
shake and I lunge into his arms –I need to kiss him. I lock my lips on his and I
pull him close, crushing him until he squeals. “Wow, be careful,” he says as he
pushes me away from him. I frown at him –God I love him so much. My
feelings for him are multiplied, I knew that I loved him, but not to this extent.
He is everything to me, my heart feels bound to him, connected and his lips are
irresistible. I lunge forward again and mount my lips onto his. I hold his head
firmly and I laugh through our passion –I am strong enough to hold him in
place. I kiss him harder, and then my hands run through his hair, he lifts me up,
kissing me on my neck. I hear footsteps and the sound of another heartbeat. I
push Dalton away and I focus my eyes on the doorjamb. Nicholas is standing
smugly, grinning at us.
“Don’t stop on my behalf.” He says as he folds his arms across his chest. I smile
and rush towards him. I wrap my arms around him, pulling him close for a bear
hug.
“Thank you,” I say as I pull away from him. Nicholas smiles at me and then his
expression changes, when Dalton rushes over and grabs me by the arm. He
spins me around and I focus my new eyes on his. He looks at me as he caresses
my cheek.
“Are you thirsty?” Dalton asks in firm voice. I press my lips together and an
overwhelming dryness has taken over my throat –I want blood.
“Yes, I’m gasping, I need something to drink.” Nicholas glides over and stands
in front of me. I look at him and then back to Dalton. The brothers exchange a
worried glance, and then Dalton focuses back on me. His eyes stare deep into
mine, and he cups my cheek with his hand.
“You need to feed, do you understand?” I nod –of course I understand, I am not
delusional. “Okay, come with me,” Dalton pulls me out of the room and into the
hallway. He rushes me towards the front door
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