A Witch's Choice

I had done everything that I could think of in order to get away from Max, but nothing had worked. When I walked out of my room earlier, I could feel how much pain he was in because of me and I couldn’t bear it. It was one of the worst feelings that I’d ever felt, outside of the way that my mother was doing me.
She still wants me dead and I can’t say that I blame her at all. This life isn’t something that I would want for my children, but does she really have to go this far to try and save me from something that I don’t need saving from? That has to be her way of making everything right.
I had managed to flee to the outside tunnel before the pressure of Max’s feelings became so overwhelming that I couldn’t go any further. The love inside of me had grown since I had tasted his blood. The sweet rich flavor is still fresh in my mind and the bond between us is growing with every second that passes.
The only other thing was that I didn’t want to cause him any more pain. Just being near him is dangerous for us both. He’s human and I could easily take his life from him in seconds if the temptation becomes too strong and I am not going to let that happen, not to him. I can’t.