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Fifty Nine

RYLEE

Guilt and worry overwhelmed me as I stared at my mate. He had his eyes closed and the burn I'd desperately tried to get rid of, was staring at me. I had been unable to mark him. The dark energy from the burn had been too strong. Plus, I had been afraid of hurting him. It was the reason why I had pulled away from him as quickly as I could. The burn had darkened to the color of soot and my fang mark was nowhere to be found. Entwining my fingers with Vincent's, I rested my head on his chest and closed my eyes.

"I'm sorry," I mumbled. There was an ache in my chest that stemmed from my failure. I believed that if I hadn't tried to convince him to get my mark, I wouldn't have hurt him.

I raised my head from his chest when I felt a slight pressure on my hand. Vincent was awake. He had just squeezed my hand a little.

"You shouldn't be sorry," he rasped, his gaze warm.

"Are you feeling alright?" I asked, helping him sit up. He rubbed his eye and heaved a sigh.

"I passed out again, didn'
Whitney Bridge

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