I'm...sorry

"Ahh!" Amelia yelped when she was about to sit up. She felt like a gang pummeled her because her entire body screamed in pain.

"Lia, are you okay?" Derek leaned forward and queried. Unknowingly, he had made a grave mistake for Amelia, sought a way to remove her mind from the pain and only those close to her called her Lia and seeing Derek's bare chiseled torso so close to her along with his addicting scent.

Her arms shot out, wrapped around him, and brought him down, making his lips crash into hers. His pupils dilated, and the air stirred, causing him to divert his attention to the angry Finisher.

Amelia better be careful before she gains the hatred of this deadly dragon spirit. 

"I'm so…sorry.'' She broke the kiss as their eyes regained their clarity, yet the man stared at her with a smirk. His lips glistened with her saliva, making her gulp.