Albert
I woke up with a weight inside me.
Not metaphorical but a literal, pulsing weight.
Warm. Stretching. Throbbing.
At first, I thought I was dreaming. Everything was hazy, the air thick with sweat and the scent of something wild and familiar. My body ached in a way that was all too telling.
Then I moved my leg… and felt him.
Still inside me.
Still knotted.
Panic hit me like a flood.
I opened my eyes and blinked through the shadows of Emon’s bedroom… Emon’s… and I remembered.
Edward.
His voice. His touch. The way the bond had cracked open and I had fallen into him like gravity.
I bit back a sob.
Why would I after I had tried to resist for so long? I thought I was winning!
He stirred behind me, his arms wrapped around my stomach, his chest pressed against my back like a fur
