[ It went beyond guilt. At least for what he'd done to her. But he remembered enjoying it. Sure, he could push her away and hurt her on an emotional level--he'd done it before. But physically? He could never do that. But there was another layer to it. As much as he hated having done that to her, everything else he remembered--the strength and power he'd had--he wanted it. Even here and now, with a reminder of what it had done to someone he cared about it. It was like wanting the bite all over again.
He just nodded at her words. His chin rested on his arm, eyes closed. Trying to sort his head out, as if it could ever be so easy. How much of that power had been the alpha, and how much of it was being a warden? His thumb rubbed gently over Lydia's fingers, trying to stay focused. And then finally, he spoke. ]
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He just nodded at her words. His chin rested on his arm, eyes closed. Trying to sort his head out, as if it could ever be so easy. How much of that power had been the alpha, and how much of it was being a warden? His thumb rubbed gently over Lydia's fingers, trying to stay focused. And then finally, he spoke. ]
Like who?