Lucy pov
What is going on?
I begin visibly shaking, unable to control the fear coursing through me. James's expression changes from content to concern, within moments.
"What's wrong?"
I feel his gaze go up and down me, searching for the problem, but my mind doesn't go there.
I don't respond.
I was almost murdered, but why?
"Lucy!" He shouts, snatching the note out my hands, after finally realizing what had effected me.
I still sit stunned.
James reads the note and somewhere in my mind, I register him tearing it up and growling.
What did I do? Who could it be?
My body is suddenly surrounded with warmth as I'm straddled by James, in my bed, as he hugs me.
"If anyone ever thinks of harming you, I'll kill them, whoever sent this note is a dead man. The person who hit you is a dead
