Chapter 109. I Don’t Accept the Rejection

Maya’s POV

Out of breath, flustered, and still a bit shocked, I tried to calm my raging heart down.

He has never been so rough and direct. Don’t get me wrong, I think I loved this side of him, but I didn’t understand the sudden change—and on top of it all, he claims I am the one who has changed.

His warm body was still flush against my back, his hammering heart matching mine. A light tickling sensation over my collarbone snapped me out of my hazed sex fog, and I smacked it out of reflex, expecting a mosquito or something. Instead, something splattered between my fingers, and drops splashed against my cheek. Taken aback, I lifted my hand and looked at it. My eyes grew wide, and my hand frantically went back to my shoulder and sticky skin.

Blood.

The sound that left my throat was new to me—a strange mixture of fear, shock, and utter disbelief, tangled with a surprised gasp. I began to wiggle my shoulders, trying to get Arcane off my back,