Damon

“It's not a problem, I'm healing already.” I forced a smile, trying to convince her that I was alright when I felt the opposite.

My jaws tightened as the burning from the hot coffee went straight to my brain, causing my hand to sting painfully.

She frowned in displeasure before pain flashed before her eyes.

She knew I was lying.

She could feel part of my pain, thanks to mate bond.

I followed her exhausted eyes that trailed from the spilled and broken cups and plates to the cabinet.

A weary sigh rolled off from her lips as she hissed in annoyance.

I was going to make her repeat...