Louis kneeled in front of me and I bit my lip as he dabbed the hand towel against my neck.
“Dammit.” He cursed himself and I could see the frustration in his eyes, “I can’t do this again Amelia.”
My breath caught in my throat at his words, “Louis.”
He dabbed at the bite mark, “I can’t seem to control my dragon around you. We should wait for Marcus. I know he won’t be happy, I can’t keep putting you in danger.”
The door to the office slowly slid open, Louis and I both turned to look at who had entered.
“Can’t help it, can you?” Vega said, she strolled into the room with a smirk on her red lips. “Always the weakling, they should have killed you when you were born.”
“Vega, please.” Louis breathed out, his shoulders sagging as he looked away from me. His cheeks were stained
