Mr. Lockhart is ripped off of me and slammed roughly against a wall.
Dulphus pins him to the wall, pressing his large forearm to the poor struggling man’s throat. A startled scream escapes me as another feral growl rips from Dulphus’ chest, making his head whip over to face me.
“Let go of him Dulphus.” I say, getting up to go towards them but the look in Dulphus’ eyes completely frightened me.
Something so feral and so very deadly so unlike the Dulphus I knew. This urge to kill,to hurt,to m**m,lightens his eyes up in the most primimal of ways, a dangerous passion,an intimidating possessiveness,reminding me so much of the predator that I would always believe that this other inhabiting species was.
My breath hitches in my chest as Dulphus turns back to Mr. Lockhart, moving his forearm d
