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“It’s okay. It was a nightmare. Here.” He hands me a glass of water from the side table.

I take a small sip, relieved by the cool, refreshing sensation.

“You need to take some deep breaths. Follow along with me.”

Felix takes an exaggerated inhale, moving his hand to indicate I should too. I follow along, slowly exhaling with him. We keep going until I begin feeling more under control of myself.

“Thank you,” I whisper.

Felix lays back on the pillows, pulling me with him until I’m lying with my head on his chest. He runs his fingers through my hair in a soothing motion.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asks.

He doesn’t stop the stroking motion.

“It’s the memory of how I died,” I confess.

In the dark room, in the middle of the night, it’s easy to tell him something that haunts me.

“That must be really hard. I never thought about the fact that vampires have to keep going after their death.”

“I’m sure all vampires don’t have as violent deaths as me,” I say.

He gives a small shrug. “You would be surprised. It’s not usually a choice. You could tell me about it if you want.”

“There isn’t much to tell. The guy I was dating came bursting into my home, fed me his blood, and ripped my throat out. Now, I want to kill him in a similarly gruesome way as payback.”

“Makes sense to me. And there were never any signs that he wasn’t a good guy?”

He sounds casual, but it feels like there’s more underneath his words.

“Are you jealous?” I can’t help asking.

“I’m your mate. I’ll always be jealous of any guy who found you before I did, but in this case, I’m murderous. I want to kill him for what he did to you.”

I want to steer us away from the direction we’re going. I appreciate him caring about me, but Ryan’s death is owed to me. There’s something I’ve been curious about since I met Felix.

“Do you think you would have had a different mate if I wasn’t changed? Or no mate at all?”

His hand pauses before picking up again.

“I think fate knew you would be changed.”

So, fate knew when my life as a human would end.

We lay there in silence. Eventually, Felix falls back asleep, but I’m too wired.

I sneak out of bed. Felix throws his arms around like he’s looking for me, but he doesn’t wake up.

I need to work out and expel some energy and my demons. Without the gym in my building, I’ll have to improvise, but I’m sure I can still work up a sweat.

I grab some workout clothes from my bag, quickly change, and head downstairs. When I hit the main floor, I can distantly hear music playing.

I follow the sound to a closed door. When I open it, the music gets louder, and there are stairs leading down. Either one of the guys is also awake, or I’m dealing with an intruder who likes rock music.

It’s hard to hear over the music, but it sounds like feet pounding on plastic. I turn the corner at the bottom of the stairs to see Aksel running on a treadmill with only tiny shorts on.

Every cut line of his body is on display, and he looks downright edible. I almost forget for a second that he’s an asshole. It’s not fair. Why make mean people so very hot?

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