(Amaia)
I hardly reach my room and enter when the blinding pain in my chest begins again. The pain of betrayal by one of my mates.
It's Alnilam again. The bond I share with him is flooded with desire and lust.
But I was just in his office. The way he stared at me still had tingles dancing in my stomach and now he is fucking Jamina.
The room is empty. Kacir is most probably with Alnitak in the infirmary.
Clutching my chest, which seems to be impaled by an iron rod, I slump on my bed. I don't want to scream loudly so I grab the sheet off my bed and stuff it into my mouth and bury my face into the pillow.
Hoping. Wishing. Silently Screaming.
For him to stop and the pain to subside.
My legs curl up against my chest as the red-hot burning spreads and spreads to all my limbs.
Please! Make it stop but it just increases in intensity.
