“Elena,” Aunt Vanessa’s confused gaze took me in and then she glanced at Vince and back at me again. “Elena, dear. Are you alright?” She reached for my hand and I flinched. Much because of the guilt choking me. I was pale and shaky, also speechless. Vince backed away, raking his fingers through his air with a silent hiss. If I hadn’t pushed him off as quickly as I did, then Aunt Vanessa would have caught me kissing her mate, and the remaining part of my life would have crumbled to pieces. “Are you okay, dear?” She finally held my hand, with her motherly gaze. I nodded, but my quivering lips couldn’t utter a word. Her touch stung me. Or was it my guilty conscience? And my heart was still racing wildly at the thought that she caught us.“What’s wrong?” She stepped closer. “Why are you crying?”The question pulled me back to reality and I quickly swiped my hand over my face, startled by the wetness there. Right. Why was I crying? Probably because I was way too terrified by her intrusi
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