Chapter 31
Kamilla gulped as Viktor’s head lowered painfully slow, his eyes a swirl of seduction and his smile a devilish lure.
At that moment, it rose up within her. That damn bond, that link between them. It made her want him so bad she could hardly breathe. Kamilla wanted to curse, but released nothing more than a sigh when Viktor’s mouth touched her jaw, sending a ripple of shivers through her.
His teeth nipped at her cheek and Kamilla’s fingernails dug into her palms. She bit her lip when his hard body pressed down on her, struggling to hold onto her self–control. She would not lose to him. No way!
“What’s wrong, little one?” he murmured against her cheek. Kamilla trembled. “Scared?”
Kamilla opened her mouth to curse at him but then Viktor lifted his head and gazed down at her, she froze. He stared at her, his eyes filled with desire and amusement. But that’s not all they were filled with.
Kamilla watched in awe as Viktor’s blue eyes swirled right before her sight. The blue became lighter, then stronger, then suddenly swirled about in his iris as though it was actual water.
“Viktor-”
He flinched. Kamilla frowned. Viktor’s grip tightened on her wrists and Kamilla watched in slowly rising fear as he violently flinched again. His eyes fell closed and she watched him shut them tight.
“Ahh… fuck!” Viktor growled.
Kamilla gasped. “Viktor? What’s wrong?”
“My…” His hand came up to clutch at his head and Kamilla stared up at him. “My fucking head…”
Immediately memories of the dark garden flooded Kamilla’s mind. She gasped. Charming. Charming was coming.
out!
“Oh, no,” Kamilla whispered. Pulling her hands free from his grasp, she brought them to his face. “Viktor? Look at
me! Viktor.”
Viktor could barely hear her. The pain, it was too loud. It blocked out everything else and Viktor heard nothing at all. His teeth clenched against it, trying to overcome the searing pain.
It was like someone was slowly pushing a sharp, red–hot tool through his skull. It was agony. A ragged scream was
torn from his throat.
“Viktor?” Kamilla’s panicked voice reached him from somewhere far away, her cool hands framing his hot face.
Hang in there,” he heard her say. “The pain will be gone soon.”
Viktor’s face fell into the crook of her neck and he allowed himself to soak in her warmth and her scent, to bask in all of her. He hung onto her, in that moment realizing something. This wasn’t strange to him. Viktor didn’t know when, but he knew this pain had happened before. And he also strangely knew that before Kamilla, he’d never had
anyone to share it with.
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Chapter 31
“It’ll be over soon…” she whispered, stroking his hair with a trembling hand.
Viktor couldn’t respond anymore. The pain was finally gone and he felt nothing. Saw nothing. Only darkness.
Kamilla was trembling. Her arms were wrapped around him, holding him to her where they lay on the floor. His body slowly relaxed, every bit of tension easing out. She knew he was gone for now.
Kamilla couldn’t move. She couldn’t even see past the blur of tears in her eyes, but she didn’t even dare blink.
The torture. God, the torture in his eyes. She didn’t know if it was because she was holding him or looking directly into his eyes, but Kamilla had felt every inch of what he’d just gone through.
And although that had terrified her, the thought that Viktor had gone through the exact same thing, all alone, for the past few hundred years… that broke her heart even more.
Her hands clutched him tighter as she stared blankly at the ceiling, tears rolling down her face.
“It’s okay,” she said, softly stroking his hair.
They lay like that for minutes, surrounded by silence and a flow of tears, hearts filling with sadness, and a desire
to heal..
Kamilla gasped when he slowly lifted his head and looked down at her. She stared wide–eyed up at the sparkling blue eyes and sighed.
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Catherine Marie Meyer
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this story sounds like my abnormal psychology class. it also makes me feel sorrow for Victor and what his life must have been like
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