Mason Nightshade assumed she even wanted to settle this with him.
"Aurelia, listen to me carefully." He said word by word, "Take good care of yourself. I don't need you risking your life to protect me. If there ever comes a day when I'm in danger, I won't allow you to rescue me! Did you hear that?"
Aurelia Shaw looked at him without speaking.
Mason Nightshade surrendered, sighing softly by her ear, "Seeing you injured hurts me more than being injured myself. Don't get hurt, okay, hmm?"
The breath against her ear was scorching, and Aurelia Shaw unconsciously turned her head slightly. "I won't get hurt, nor will I lose my life that easily, so you don't need to worry."
Aurelia Shaw didn't know why, but she had an intuition that Mason Nightshade seemed to be afraid of her dying.
Her fingers fumbled to touch his back, her voice carrying a hint of unconscious tension, "Are you injured? Is it serious? Does it hurt? Turn around and let me see."
