Chapter 18
Aimee POV
I'm so worried for Zach that I can't calm my nerves; it's like when you have an itch you can't reach to scratch. Just like that, it's no way I could calm my racing heart and trembling nerves. I don't want to admit it, but it's more than a concern. It's more than he saved me and more than thankfulness. Yes, I am thankful for him saving me from my mother, but it's much more. I don't want to say it, but at least I should admit it to myself; I am not ready to admit this to him, but yes, I love him like I never loved anyone before. He is mine, and I am his. We're mates, so no wonder I feel what I feel; it scares me yet comforts me. I don't understand how he can love me. Yes, it must be love. It's what he shows me all the time, but his passion can be daunting. He is so dom
