Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 166

“Don’t worry, they’re just a bunch of nobodies,” Eric said with an air of nonchalance.

Colin was still feeling wronged, clutching my hand, deliberately showing me his hand that was cut when he smashed the window. “Phoebe… it hurts.”

I glanced at the wound; it was bleeding, but it was minor compared to the self–inflicted injuries he’d had before.

“Grab the first aid kit.” I took his hand and sat on the couch, carefully tending to his wound.

Colin suddenly leaned in close, sniffing the air around me, his eyes darkening with a fleeting. shadow of anger. “Phoebe… you’ve seen Dexter.”

I stared at Colin, startled. How did he know?

“His scent… it’s off–putting,” Colin frowned.

I sniffed myself, looking back at Colin.

Did he have a dog’s nose or something? It was so sensitive.

“He…”

Before I could explain, he suddenly pressed my head down and kissed me.

I panicked, trying to push him away. Eric and the others were still here.

composed, turned and led everyone out, making sure to close

him.

pushed back, to no avail, his kiss making it hard to

a kiss; it felt deliberate, like a punishment, leaving me no room

I called out his name nervously, feeling a vague sense of

and it was unsettling.

irritation flared and I

he stood up, lifting me

afraid I might fall. “I just bumped into him on the road; it’s not like I wanted to see him. He’s

but his

man was mercurial by nature, and his current

you planning to do?” The fear of triggering him and losing control

over me.

160

Dexter said: living with a madman, you

didn’t respond, just carried me into the room, starting to take off my clothes

struggled, my emotions spiraling out of control, and I slapped

eyes and pulled me in close again. “Phoebe… you’re

trembled, and as he lifted his hand to cradle my face, the blood from his hand smeared on my skin, hot and stinging.

for

told me to hold him, to comfort him, that he was easy

sorry, Phoebe… I’m the one at fault; it’s because they locked me up that you went looking for me, right? You must have not found me… you’re punishing me, aren’t you?” His control began to slip, his arms