Kaelen had Belinda or whatever her name was pressed against the wall of the entertainment room, her fingers already working the buttons of his shirt, her mouth trailing hot and insistent along his jaw. She'd walked up to him earlier and stated, without an ounce of hesitation, that she wanted to be his for the night. "Kaelen," she breathed against his throat, and he was already reaching for the hem of her dress when it happened. Pain! It hit him like a fist through the chest, so sudden and so violent that he staggered back, knocking Belinda's hands away. His vision blurred, the room tilting, and for one disorienting second he wasn't in the room at all… he was in the woods, cold air biting his skin, the metallic taste of blood flooding his mouth though he hadn't been bitten. Please, a voice sobbed, faint and desperate, threading itself through his mind. Please, I'll do anything.. "Kaelen?" Belinda's voice sounded very far away. "What's wrong with you?" He didn't answer. He
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