Chapter eight.

My head. I rub my eyes open, blinking at the unfamiliar ceiling.

Where am I?

"You're awake." A sharp pain hits me when I turn my head to look at the owner of the voice.

It's him!! The red-eyed guy.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I didn't do anything to you." He says.

Huh. It feels horrible. It's like being run over by a train. Or, should I say, hit by a helicopter?

I close my eyes. I don't really remember what happened. One time it was white, and then it became black, and I just switched off.

Could it be the blue rose sickness? No. It can't be enough for me to pass out like that.

"It's the mate bond." My savior slashes the red eyes guy says.

I try not to stare at his face with strands of black hair falling over his forehead, slightly opened my eyes and upturned my lips.

He looks just like the devil. Undeniably handsone.

"You tried to break the mate-bond by rejecting me. Didn't you know that it would hurt?"

I almost forgot about that. But the most important issue right now is, "