Chapter 11
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Callie’s POV
Everything feels so weird. It feels like I have a fever or a cold. One moment I am so hot I am convinced my insides are busy cooking then the next moment I feel ice cold like I am going to freeze to death.
I struggled to open my eyes. Since when did such a simple task become such a mission?
I spotted Alex, he was sleeping in the chair near my bed. I smiled at him and then grimaced because that simple, innocent, action hurt more than when I first went through my first shift.
“You finally awake.” Alex said, even though his eyes were still closed I knew he could see me. He always could.
”Yes, but every part of my body is hurting.” I groaned. I barely opened my mouth wide enough to say what I had to say.
Alex smiled at me, but I could tell something was wrong. Alex never just smiled at me. He teased me, made jokes. His eyes lit up or shone with mischief but not this time.
“Tell me what is going on.” I commanded, unfortunately it sounded more like I was moaning.
“I can’t tell you anything.”
Alex told me everything, he never kept anything from me. Why is he doing this to me now?
“Alex, I don’t feel very good, why can’t you tell me what is going on?”
A sick feeling made its way to the pit of my stomach and I wanted to lash out at Alex, but at the same time I wanted him to touch me.
Just as I was about to start cursing, the door opened and Chase walked in. Now even though I wanted to sleep with Alex. Chase, I wanted him to r****h me, make me forget my name.
These are thoughts that I should not be having.
I hate Chase. But for some reason all I could think of is the way his body will feel on top of mine.
I was thinking of how his skin would feel against mine as we make love and his mouth on me. The thoughts alone made me hot and bothered.
“Can you give us a minute alone?” Chase asked Alex.
Alex gave me a reassuring look before he left. Why the hell did he leave?
I got out of the bed and forced myself to stand up. I really didn’t want to be facing Chase while lying in bed, looking weak.
Chase looked at me as though he was drinking me up with his eyes. As sexy as I felt and as much as I wanted him, I knew I had to get out of there.
“You got two minutes to talk.” I told Chase and pointedly looked at the clock that was behind him.
He took a step towards me and I took a step back. He didn’t say a word and after a few seconds I was just getting annoyed.
“One minute.”
Chase quickly gathered his wits.
“I want to be with you Callie. I know I made a mistake and I know what you said.” Chase took a deep breath. “I love you and all hell is going to break loose soon. When it does we will be stronger if we are together.
I couldn’t believe what he was saying. Did he really expect me to fall back into his arms and pretend that everything is okay? Did he really expect me to forgive him after all the hell I have been through?
“Get away from me, before I decide to gut you alive.” I told him, though it seemed my threat fell on deaf ears. And the threat sounded empty and meaningless to my own ears.
“Callie, please let us just work through this.” Chase said and then he touched my arm. That single touch drove me crazy. His skin touching mine was just what I wanted. It is what my body craved.
I could not let my body control me like this. It is not Chase I love, not anymore.
“Chase, what is it you want?”
“I want you. My wolf and I miss you. We need you.”
I wrapped my arms around Chase and breathed in his scent, as comforting as it was his was not the scent I wanted to smell.
My true love was close, but he was not with me now. I just could not control my body. I needed Chase to be in me. I wanted him so badly that it hurt.
“Make love to me Chase.” The whispered words escaped my mouth before I could stop them and I had no desire to stop them.
Chase looked shocked for a second, but he wasted no time in getting me to my bed in case I changed my mind.
As Chase kissed me and touched me, I wished it was Killian.
The man I loved.
Chase POV
I took off Callie’s top and admired her body.
None of my wildest thoughts and fantasies could ever compare with this. Callie was beautiful.
She is perfect.
She fit me perfectly and soon I would possess her completely.
“I love you.” I told her as I kissed her softly against her neck.
I waited for her to tell me she loved me too, but she remained silent.
If she does not love me now, she will learn to love me soon.
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