ARYA
He c****d his head to the side as though he was daring me to snap at him with a snarky response. But for the life of me, I couldn't utter a word. I could only stare at him with wide eyes, my brain refusing to work.
I watched him as he extended a claw and slashed it across his palm. He took hold of my jaw and lowered it, forcing my mouth open. I didn't fight him, knowing that his blood could heal me.
The dark red liquid slid down my throat, and instantly the pain in my back vanished. With his gaze locked on mine, he wiped the corner of my lips with his thumb.
"You know, I was truly impressed by your stunt back in my study. You've constantly surpassed my expectation, Arya. It makes me want to kiss you senseless," he said, and I blinked at him, confused. Heat curled in my stomach, my
