Chapter 20


    Aria’s POV


    Running from the Alpha’s office, I quickly made my way to the Alpha’s bedroom. I didn’t want Lily to


    worry, and I was also worried she might tell the Alpha I was craving blood. I didn’t need to give him any


    more reasons to kill me. I knew he wouldn’t follow me because as soon as I left, Mavis, the Pack


    doctor, walked in straight after me. Going to the bathroom, I quickly chugged down half the bottle


    before crumbling to the floor. My thirst was beginning to be a problem. I haven’t wanted or needed


    blood so badly before, but it was like every fibre of my body was craving it. The wolfsbane burnt every


    cell, making me cry out in pain, clutching my stomach.


    Come on, Aria, you can do this just a bit more. It will make the hunger stop. I tried to drink more down,


    but as soon as it hit my tongue again, I doubled over, throwing up into the toilet. I could feel my tongue


    sizzling from the poison. Blood started running down from my eyes and mouth. I thought drinking more


    would hold me off longer, but all it did was make me thirstier. My hunger became the only thing I could


    think about, taking over my thoughtspletely. Laying on the cold tiled floor, I suddenly felt like my


    body was overheating, like I was boiling from the inside. I don’t know how long Iid there. When I


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    suddenly heard the bedroom door open, I could smell his alluring scent instantly. Closing my eyes, I


    tried to concentrate on anything but his scent, his blood calling to me. Sitting up, I quickly locked the


    door, but as soon as I did, he knocked on it.


    “Open the door Aria,” his voice sounded strained. I didn’t answer because I knew if I did, it woulde


    out pained or I would growl at him. Not trusting my hunger, I tried to drink another mouthful but only


    ended up choking gasping for air, when the door was suddenly kicked in. Alpha Reid walked in a


    pained look on his face; his breathing was ragged, and he was clutching the door frame tightly with his


    hand.


    “Stop whatever you are doing,” he gasped. I tried to get up but only stumbled back onto my hands and


    knees. So instead, I leant on the wall. He walked back out to the bed sitting on the edge, “The stronger


    the mate bond gets, the more I feel what you are feeling, including your pain.”


    Looking over at him, I suddenly took in his appearance. He had sweat running down the sides of his


    face, and his shirt was drenched in sweat as well. He sat there until he regained his strength before


    pulling his shirt over his head, dumping it on the floor next to him. cing his elbows on his knees, he


    brushed his fingers through his hair before looking over at me sitting on the floor.


    “Is that why you drink it? To stop the bloodlust?” Nodding my head, I faced the wall. I had been holding


    my breath for a few minutes now. Knowing as soon as I took a breath, I would be consumed with


    hunger again.


    Getting up he walked back over to the bathroom door, leaning on the door frame. I watched as a drop


    of sweat ran from his neck down his muscr shoulder over his pecs and down his 6 Pack to his V-line


    before stopping at his jeans. He really was built like a god.


    “If you’re done eye-fucking me, get up off the floor and breathe. I know you’re ufortable,”


    “I can’t,” I said, gritting my teeth.


    “Why? Because you’re hungry…because you need to feed?”


    Looking up at him, his eyes were soft. He didn’t look angry, he just looked worried. Does he really care,


    or is this some trick to see if I can control my hunger? Well, if that’s the case, I won’t give him the


    pleasure of seeing me break.


    Reid, figuring out I wasn’t going to listen, showed me his palm. His ws extended, and he ran his


    index finger down his palm, slicing deeply. Blood started running down his hand onto the floor. He was


    baiting me. I could hear his blood dripping onto the floor. My face distorted just at the sight of it; my lips


    parted, my fangs breaking through my gums painfully. I growled at him in warning, trying to tell him to


    back off, but he didn’t even flinch. I took a breath through my mouth, my growls getting angrier like a


    predator about to attack its prey.


    “It’s okay, Aria. It’s not a trick I promise.” Looking away, I closed my eyes, but my eyes snapped back to


    his when I heard his skin be resliced, only deeper. He was healing but reopening the wound. Teasing


    me. Obliterating what little self-control I had left. Why is he doing this to me? I felt tears brimming in my


    eyes, threatening to spill over. You are stronger than this Aria, you can do this, he is just trying to bait


    you.