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inferno. My mind raced. What is wrong with me? I stumbled to the bed, reached out for the mattress and when my hand touched down, I fell forward. Now draped over the side of the bed, I was scared to move, petrified to even breathe air into my raw lungs. My wolf growled savagely at my body’s violent assault on itself. I felt the brush of cool hands on my shoulders and a slight tug as my hair was pulled out of my face. I cried out, pleading to some unknown force to help put an end to this torture. Strong arms closed around me. I bucked against them, scratched and clawed against pliant flesh, but the iron bands held fast, constricting me in place.
    “She is converting,” I heard someone say, I think Ariel. But wasn’t she floating in the tub?
    I could barely make out her words between the buzzing in my head. Mercifully, the assaulting hell-fire began to pull back, my body eased into a pain free lull. I was able to take in a much needed breath.  
    “What do you fucking mean she is converting?” Nathan cursed. “She was sired weeks ago.”
    “Be that as it may, apparently she never fully transitioned.” Ariel explained to Nathan calmly.
    When I came fully out of the daze caused by the crippling pain, I found myself pressed up against Nathan, wrapped in his arms. He looked down and cupped a gentle hand to my face. He shook his head.
    “You scared the shit out of me, Rox.”
    “I’m hungry.” The words stammered out. My thoughts muddled.
    Then I heard a melodious beat. All my attention gravitated toward the sound. It was close, so close, echoing in my ears. I curled my arm around Nathan’s neck and pressed my nose against his warm skin. My lips brushed over his throat, hesitating over his carotid artery. Nathan wrapped both of his arms completely around me, pressing me even harder against him.
    “How can I help her?” Nathan questioned Ariel.
    “It looks like she is about to help herself…to your blood that is.” She answered him matter-of-factly.
    “She can have her fill of it, every last drop, if it will keep her from feeling pain.” Nathan announced with conviction.
    The hunger that held me prisoner took Nathan’s statement as invitation. Before I knew what my body was doing, my fangs slid out, puncturing his skin. A spear of heat shot through me. This time, instead of crippling pain, the fire that burned in me was penetrating and sensual.
    “Can you give us a moment?” He asked. The question sounded like a plea.
    There was a grunted sound of agreement and I heard a door creak open. After only a few seconds, it closed again. Somehow I knew that Ariel had left. Nathan and I were alone together. Regardless, I didn’t care who was where as long as I was able to continue drinking from the devastatingly handsome man in my arms. I needed this intense pleasure to carry on. I never wanted this feeling to end.
    Nathan’s heart danced against my chest, carrying blood through his veins, propelling it down my throat. Nathan moaned in pleasure. A deep sound that had my beast pacing back and forth, pushing against the metaphysical bonds that kept the she-wolf chained inside of me. She wanted to come out and play with her mate. My wolf’s presence went a long way in clearing my mind; she gave me back some of the control I had lost over myself. Being Hybrid was turning into quite the balancing act. My vampire side craved his blood and my she-wolf wanted to tear her mate’s clothes off so she could ride him into oblivion. I expected Nathan to try and pull away from me; I had practically attacked him after all, had dined on his life’s blood without consent. Instead, he tipped his head more to the side, giving me unrestricted access to his throat. I slid my hand across his jaw, turning his full lips toward my blood soaked ones. My thirst for blood had been thoroughly quenched. It was time for my wolf to come out and play. I wanted him inside of me; needed him to fill me up with himself. I wanted it all. With my hunger