CLARA
In terror, we both glanced sideways to find Rhys standing at the doorway of his room. I watched as he threw Elena a menacing stare, his hands placed in his pocket as he began taking slow but dangerous steps to her, his expression was as cold as ice as it sent shivers down my spine.
And damn!! His aura, so breathtaking and suffocating with intimidating poise and grace, mixed with his subtle masculine gestures.
Elena's hands froze mid air as she stared at Rhys, her arms trembling in terror. I could tell her heart was racing madly due to the way she stared at him.
"Don't ever try to lay your hands on her!" Rhys voice boomed thunderously in a warning, his voice spite with rage and possession as Elena gulped down nothing.
She let out a scoff, retrieving her hands as she massaged he
