Nora's POV
“Move. Stay away from him.” Mira said as she hit my thigh and scrambled back to my side, like she could see I was stiff. She hit me lightly again to wake me from the stiffness. I’m damn stuck—I can’t take my eyes off Dennis. Lunara was right; he’s fighting it. I’ve seen his claws show twice, and then he pulls back like he’s trying not to hurt me.
“Your Highness, nah…you can’t just be looking at him.” Mira shook me, standing and staring at Dennis when I didn’t answer.
“Noraaaaa! Wake up …” She screamed out my name in so much fear when Dennis' head snapped up again.
She looked at me. “I will keep him in check till we get help,” she said.
“Help from who?” I murmured, my other eye watching Dennis.
“Just stand up first,” she said, and reached to pull me up. The pain in my ankle
