White Flag

“YOU—-”

I felt sick in my stomach when he flashed his devilish smile at me. I squirmed away from him but his hands on my waist pulled me closer so that my body pressed against his. Some of the people are already looking at both of us. I can’t believe how insane this man gets. I almost lost an eye and a hand because of him and here he is, forcing me to dance with him in the middle of the crowd, all giving me a judging look.

“Let me go, Beta Emyr!” I hissed at him, my hands pushing him on his chest, trying to get away from his venomous look. The hair on my nape stood with the touch of his hand. I don’t see him as the gentle, kind Beta anymore after he showed me his true color. He is as vile as Helena and both of them are the most dangerous people in Headow Stronghold that I should avoid.

“Don’t tell me you are now that scared of me, lady Eodelle… where is that feisty lady? I love how you turn me on whenever I see that fire in your eyes every time you get angry,” he whispered in my ear