I couldn't look away from his smoldering eyes that seemed to be able to see into my soul. It was like he was able to see all the pain I have been hiding inside and letting me know through his eyes that he was here for me.

It was strange seeing his concerned face directed in my direction. He seemed so sincere and guilty, that it broke my heart knowing that he was sad. It was weird. It must be a mate thing, because he has hurt me, but yet still I was here heartbroken because he was sad.

Weird.

I could feel the sparks from where his hand was connected to mine. I was finally getting back control over my body. I squeezed his hand just to make sure that he was actually here and I wasn't imaging this.

He smiled and leaned forward to plant a kiss on my forehead. The butterflies in my stomach fluttered around as a warm feeling settled inside.

For the first time since I have met him, he was genuinely concerned and showing his vulnerability through his eyes. I could see the worry and admiration shining through his eyes, but it could also be my imagination tricking me into seeing what I wanted to see.

Deciding that it was best to just not think about it now, I just focused my attention on him and not think too much. I knew him all too well. He could be nice now, and cold the next second.

"We're going to get you out of here" Jayden said with a reassuring smile.

Right. I was still in this awful place. For a second I totally forgot that I was here because I was so lost in his eyes.

I looked down and saw a man sewing up my stomach. I was terrified at what I saw. There was a long cut in the middle of my abdomen which was now being sewn closed. I wasn't in any pain, because for some reason my stomach felt numb.

Without knowing, tears welled up in my eyes and I looked up to the ceiling letting them flow. I could feel a burn in my back, but I had no idea why.

I tried to get up, but was pushed back down almost immediately by Jayden.

"Don't move" he said with a stern look.

I remained still, until the man that was sewing me up was done. I was about to get up, but again, I was pushed back down.

"Wait. You can't get up yet" he said.

"Why not?" I asked frustrated. I wanted to get up, but he wouldn't let me move.

"We have to figure out how to get this thing out of your back first" he said looking at the machine behind me.

"Go figure out how to detach this thing from her back" he ordered the man that was previously sewing me up just a minute ago.

"What is it?" I asked with concern.

"Nothing you have to worry about. I won't let anything happen to you" he looked at me with a determined expression.

His reassuring gaze made me a little less worried, but worried nonetheless. So there was something in my back this whole time. I actually thought I imagined the pain for a second there, turns out there was something actually embedded in my back.

Slowly I felt something detach itself from my back and I was finally free to move. I got up off the table that my body previously laid on.

I focused my attention at the mechanical replica of a spine. It was drenched in blood that no doubt belonged to me.

"How- why- what?" I was in shock mumbling incoherent words not able to take my eyes off the spine that was once embedded in my back.

In a daze, I ran my hand along my spine and felt the indent of where the mechanical spine was. I brought my hands to my face and saw my hand covered in blood.

I wanted to throw up from all the blood. I never feared the sight of blood, but knowing that all that blood came from me just didn't sit well with me.

With much hesitancy, I cast my eyes downwards. I let out a gasp as I saw blood trickling out of my now closed wounds. I didn't understand why I wasn't healing.

Hands reached out and held my shoulders. I followed the hands to the face of the owner and was brought face to face with a concerned Jayden. I think that my body was in shock, because I could see his mouth moving, but I couldn't hear what he was saying.

My vision was getting blurry as I was slowly losing sense of reality. Swaying on my feet, my body finally gave up on the fight of staying awake and I lost consciousness.

...

I woke up to the feeling of hands wrapped tightly around me. I followed the hand that led me to the most handsome face I have ever seen before.

He looked so peaceful when he was asleep, almost like an angel. A wide smile spread across my lips as I stared at him like a creep. I couldn't believe that this fine specimen was all mine.

It felt too good to be true, like a dream. But this was my life now. I had the perfect mate and we were madly in love with each other.

What else could a girl ask for?

There was this sudden urge to pee, but every time I made a move to get up, the hand wrapped around me would tighten and pull me closer.

I groaned in annoyance and let out a huff. Seconds later I could hear chuckling beside me. I glared at him and this only caused him to chuckle even more.

"Jayden this isn't funny" I frowned.

"You're so cute when you're mad" he smiled.

"I'm mad at you" I pouted.

"What did I do?"

"I want to pee and you're keeping me trapped" I pouted like a child that was told 'no'.

He released his hold on me and I got off the bed in a hurry completely forgetting that I was completely naked. I used my hands to cover my assets as he smirked.

"I've already seen it all, no need to act all modest now" he smirked and my face heated up in embarrassment.

I grabbed the comforter and dragged it off the bed to use it to cover myself up. I wasn't thinking ahead, all I wanted to do was hide. In dragging the comforter off the bed, I exposed Jayden's equally naked body.

He didn't seem fazed by it at all. He just smirked and got off the bed. He walked towards me and I had to fight to keep my eyes on his face and not let it stray any lower.

He smirked and walked pass me. I watched him as he walked in the direction of the bathroom showing off his nice ass, and toned back and legs.

Damn.

That was all mine.

I blushed at my thoughts and shook my head. I followed behind him to the bathroom. He was in the shower and I still wanted to pee. I quickly did my business and washed my hands.

With newfound courage, I dropped the comforter on the floor and took slow steps towards the shower. I knew that he could see me through the glass so I put a little extra sway to my hips. I opened the door and stepped inside.

"May I join?" I asked batting my lashes and biting my lips seductively.

He groaned in response and brought me closer to his body. With water cascading down our bodies, we stood not breaking eye contact. It seemed like he was searching for something in my eyes and when he finally found what he was looking for, he brought his lips to mine.

Just like that we got tangled up in each other, our lips moving in synch with each other. The kiss wasn't fast; instead it was slow and sensual. It was like he wanted to savor the moment just as much as I did.

Just as he bit my lip to ask for entrance, I woke up.

I sat up in the strange bed and ran my hands against my lips that seemed to tingle as if it wasn't a dream, but something that actually happened.

I knew that it was too good to be true. Everything seemed too perfect. I wished more than anything that it was true, but it was only a dream, a good dream at that.

My heart was racing as if I had just run a mile and my forehead was drenched in sweat. I felt hot and a little embarrassed for the direction that my dream went in. My cheeks were coated with a bright shade of pink.

Ugh.

I grabbed a pillow and let out a muffled scream, and then a thought popped into mind, my wounds. I lifted the shirt that I have never seen before and checked my stomach.

It was completely healed. There weren't any scars or indication that my stomach had been cut open. It looked like nothing happened, but I knew better.

I checked my back, and it too was healed and scar free. I stood up from the bed and walked over to a mirror I saw over by the wall. I took off my shirt and inspected my body.

My top was completely bare, but I needed to see my body. I looked pale and skinnier than before. It was clear that after all that time of being on the run, I wasn't able to eat properly or at all.

I didn't recognize my reflection. I closed my eyes and let the tears fall. For a powerful angel as myself, I sure cried a lot. I felt weak and pathetic. With all this power and I still wasn't able to protect myself.

I let the frustrated tears fall. I was frustrated with life and myself. I opened my eyes and looked at my broken body. There weren't any external scars, but it was broken and bruised nonetheless.

With anger and disappointment coursing through my body, I punched the mirror and it shattered into a million pieces on the ground.

I didn't know that anyone had entered the room until I felt strong arms around my waist. I instantly knew who it was and my body collapsed in their arms with my upper body still bare, but I didn't care.

"It's ok. Everything is going to be fine. I'm here now" Jayden assured me with his comforting embrace.

I never knew how much I needed to hear that. My body relaxed in his hold. He held me close to him whispering comforting words in my ear that seemed to make me feel better. We somehow ended up on the bed with him still holding me close.

All my problems seemed to disappear when he was around.

Who knew that all I needed was someone to lean on.