Tristan's words and his warning settled into my mind just like he wanted to. I understood everything. How it was going to work out in my favor, in Catharine's and in his.
Even then half of me wanted to have his mark on my body. It felt right to want it, to have it on me, but the other half, it was scared.
The moment I realized that I was not hesitating to have it, but just scared it made me think that I did want it but it was the fear of being bitten and what had happened twice to happen again.
The pain had been unbearable, and even though I had no intention of dying, the pain directed me straight towards it. I would rather have passed away than experience that same pain again. Both of the bites had driven me near that and how I was a life, only my God knew.
From my eyes, Tristan's eyes lowered to my chest. "Your heart is beating rather quickly, or perhaps, it is pounding."
