"Me."
Maximus assessed the short smirk that turned up on Aries's face. For some reason, his heart thudded. Never once in two years had he ever seen that smirk on her face. It wasn't a wide smirk, but a subtle one. Yet, it was meaningful.
"I am the first to die," Aries clarified. "That is the only reason I begged you that night."
Upon hearing that vague confession, Maximus and Aries were pulled to memory from two years ago.
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"Well, I don't think I want him dead as well. Now when he dies in the hands of another."
Maximus closed into her, sinking his fangs into Aries' neck for the first time. Her expression remained the same, fierce and unfaltering. Aries listened to his every gulp, sliding her eyes to the corner to see him.
'I will wait…' was what crossed her mind, blinking ever so slowly. '... until the day you come and pull me out of this hell.'
