~Elena~
The knife I was holding dropped and his eyes darkened in anger.
“Are you afraid?” His voice came out rough and husky.
I shook my head vigorously, my heart constantly skipped beats in fear of the unknown before me.
The mesmerizing blue eyes turned dark as they stared dangerously at me.
“You are afraid,” he sighed and leaned back into his chair, crossing his large arms across his broad chest.
“I am not,” I blurted out. “Why will I be scared of you? It’s not like you can harm me even if you wish to, with or without a heart you’re still my fated mate.” I couldn’t stop my tongue from rolling out those words. Was it fear that was lubricating the flow of those words? I couldn’t tell.
A sinister smile tugged on the corner of his lips as he rubbed his chin, staring at me in amu
