~ AELLA ~
I gazed up at Daemon, unsure of all of the strong emotions I was feeling inside of me for this man . . . This powerful demon that somehow had a hold on me from the very beginning. Ever since he'd shown the marking to me I'd somehow felt like a completely new woman, it was hard to explain. But that mark already connected us even if the rituals weren't yet completed.
I watched as he took the knife out from the enclosed glass. "Come to me Aella." He ordered as he played with the golden knife in his hand.
I hesitated, my feet unable to move. Was I really going to do this? I was already crazily attracted to Daemon, what would happen when I was officially joined to him? Would my body be able to survive such strong emotions?
He moved behind me with incredible speed. His lips inches
