Chapter Ninety nine

Emily’s POV

Was I the only one who had seen him? My eyes darted around my room for help. Who would help me? A little help was not going to hurt me, I just needed saving, and yet it didn’t come.

Panic engulfed me in a warm hug that grew tight, almost suffocating as I stared at the man in front of.

The hair in my arms stood straight up like spikes, my breath caught in my throat.

I could hear my heartbeat racing and I couldn't think, could hardly breathe. I couldn't speak nor move, as I tried to focus solely on his face, which seemed to glow with a light from within. His hair was dark like ink, and shiny.

But his eyes, those eyes were cold and danced with mischief and danger. Like liquid ice.

I knew those eyes. I had seen them so many times, burning in my nightmares. Eyes that looked deep into yours like they could read your deepest desires. Eyes that screamed chaos, he was looking at me like a cat playing with its food befo devouring it and leaving the bones to crumble underneath the