CH. 1

Selene sighed, taking in the glorifying ecstasy she felt. She nuzzled closer to Michael, feeling the warmth of his body next to hers. She lowered her lips again, her fangs erotically grazing the edge of his naked shoulder, not biting, but just nibbling, enjoying the moment. The shiver ran through him, and she felt him breath inward, but he didn't return the gesture, didn't even acknowledge her. She could tell how tense he was, so she propped herself up on one elbow to talk to him.

"Michael?"

He groaned and opened his eyes. Staring at her worried expression was like a jolt of lightning to his heart. It was killing him. They had to talk.

"Yeah?" was his only response.

"What is it? What's wrong?" She asked, audibly growing more worried.

He didn't want to do this. No, he had to. He had to keep her safe.

"We need to talk."

He felt her rise up off her elbow and sit on the bed. He sat up with her and slowly brought his hand to her cheek.

"We need to talk about last night. After last night, we both know that neither of us is safe anymore, especially when we're together."

Selene's spirit fell. The night before had been one of the most eventful in her life. She had traveled into Lycan territory, determined to kill Lucian and save Michael. But in her quest of vengeance, had learned the truth of her horrid past and instead, had killed Viktor, one of the High Priests among the Death Dealers. It was a night for remembering, but also the most dangerous and bloody she could ever recall. After the chaos, she and Michael had hidden away in the cellar of an abandoned building, where they made love for the first time. That was how she woke up here, in his arms, wanting time to stand still forever. But the thing that frightened her most was that Michael had a point.

"Selene please, say something." He whispered.

She took a breath and sighed, "What do you want me to say? I thought we were in this together now. We are aren't we?"

He sighed now, wanting so much for her to understand. "We can't be. Its too dangerous and I don't know what I'd do if I watched you die. I'm sorry."

With that, Selene got up from the bed. She proceeded to put her clothes back on, ignoring Michael's silent gaze of pain. She then grabbed her bag and walked out, never looking back, leaving Michael alone, as he wished.