VIOLET From my sitting position, he seems so tall, lean and frightening. I gulp, staring at his bare torso, the sprinkles of blood on his body looking far more interesting to me than anything else in the room or on me or on him.For a while, Wolf doesn’t make any move. This confuses me further. From the time I have met him, it feels like he is always observing me or contemplating what he should do with me.All of a sudden, he crouches down in front of me, his face appearing in my view.I gasp, pushing myself back instinctively. His face appears so close. If I reach a little forward, I might even be touching him accidentally and I don’t want to do that - no way in hell. But, the sparks travelling down my spine force me to think otherwise.Wolf looks up, his eyes
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