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I mutely nodded and then got down from the bar stool. Then, with my legs feeling like jelly, I turned on my heel and left.

Inside my bedroom, I shut the door and rested my back against it, sliding down to sit on the floor. My hands came to my chest, clutching tightly onto the sleep shirt, feeling the furious beating of my heart.

What is this feeling?

Why was my heart beating so hard and fast? Why was my body trembling, but not in that frightened way? This feeling, it was different. I felt hot all over with this strange, overwhelming, urgent need.

I hugged myself tightly and rested my forehead on my knees, wondering why Adam had kissed me. Had he mistaken me for his girlfriend? Was he that sexually pent-up that…

Shit.

My head was in a mess, and I couldn’t think straight. In my mind, all I could see was Adam’s face and the dark looks he was giving me. Not to mention the feeling of his lips against mine and his tongue…

His tongue.

It was so different from those other men. Adam’s tongue against mine felt different. It didn’t feel revolting. I hadn’t felt like I wanted to throw up when it was inside my mouth.

It felt… Right.

My heart skipped and continued to race again as I squirmed sitting there, thinking about Adam’s lips against mine and his tongue inside my mouth, teasing and stroking my own. Not to mention his hot breath against my skin and his hand cupping my face.

What does this mean?

I closed my eyes, and suddenly, the image of the man with wolf ears and tail came again. He had kissed me, too, didn’t he? Was he Adam? But Adam was human, not a beastkin. He certainly didn’t have wolf ears and tail. More so, beastkin did not glow like that man did.

What is he? And when did I meet him?

I finally climbed into bed, pulling the duvet over me. Then I closed my eyes, my mind still on Adam and the strange man with the wolf ears and tail.

Iwas that small foxkin boy again, and I was in that run-down cottage once more, like I had been in there many times before in my nightmare. Kuro and Aka were with me, and we were staring at Mom lying there on the floor, a pool of blood around her.

I rushed to her and fell to my knees, sobbing hysterically as I clutched her hand in mine.

“Run… You must leave this place… Go…” she managed to say, coughing out blood.

I shook my head. “No, Mama, please be all right. I won’t go, not without you. Please be all right…”

I felt shadows behind me, and large hands grabbedme and pulled me back, away from Mama. I screamed, tears in my eyes, “Mama!”

I watched helplessly as her body continued to lie there, blood oozing out and flooding the place while I was being taken away from her. Then I was thrown inside the back of a truck. Kuro and Aka came to me, and we hugged each other, crying our eyes out.

The scene shifted, and I was alone in a room, an endless darkness surrounding me. I was kneeling on the cold stone floor, my hands tied behind my back and a binding on my mouth, preventing me from calling out for help. A dark shadow stood behind me, and then a whip came lashing at me, followed by the echo of laughter.

“Take that, you disgusting foxkin!” a voice said as he sent the whip at me. “Take that…” Another one came, slashing at my back.

Pain scorched my body as tears flowed down my cheeks. I screamed long and loud deep inside. Oh, fuck, I wanted him to stop.

Please, just stop this. I don’t want this. I’ve never wanted this. Why are you torturing me? Why do you hate me? Because I’m different? Because I’m not one of you? Why?

But I knewhewouldn’t stop. I knewtheywouldn’t stop until they were satisfied. After this, I’d be fucked until I was unconscious, and the thought of that drove me insane with terror, and I screamed even louder deep inside.

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Adam

Adam licked his lips, still feeling that sense of heat from Shiro’s flesh there, and he cursed under his breath. Fuck, he couldn’t believe he had gone and kissed the boy. But he hadn’t been able to help himself. The sight of Shiro looking so bliss was such a turn-on, and the moment the boy looked at him, it was game over.

He finished the last bit of the coffee and then, after cleaning up, headed into the en suite and took a cold shower. He needed one to cool the sexual heat burning hot within him, heat he knew would undoubtedly rear its head again the moment he saw Shiro in the morning. That, of course, did not sit well with him. Fuck, he didn’t want to scare the boy. Hadn’t he told Shiro only that evening the boy didn’t need to be afraid of him and that he’d never do anything to hurt the boy? Now what?