" STOP! DON'T DO THAT STELLA! Royce said and I jerred, Royce eyes glowed like two amber coals. I met his gaze and flinched. No emotion reflected in the amber, only intelligence, cruel in a way the eyes of a hunting Mire cat were cruel. I saw no worry, no softness, no thoughts at all, only waiting. He seemed barely human now, not a man but some feral thing, knitted of darkness and biding his time for an opportunity to pounce.
" I didn't do anything,...Royce... he didn't let me finished my sentence and he hold's my wrist, and yanked me up I stood up.
" Royce, what are you doing? get your hands off me."
He didn't say's anything, He looks so much angry and a veins on his arm pop up. He start making our way out of the court and I knew I was in trouble. He lead's me down in the which looks li
