An unexplainable surge of anger coursed through Juan at her words. How dare she insinuate that his arch enemy was a better option than he was? Nothing got him more riled up than being compared to that scumbag. He growled loudly, punching the wall beside him that the brick seemed to dent slightly. His knuckles turned red.
Arya flinched at the impact, her eyes appearing round and filled with fear. She shrunk, moving away from him— but not far enough because she was frozen in fear.
He felt something sharp snap inside him. No. No, he wouldn't let her say that. He wouldn't let her think it. "Don't you ever," he warned, gripping her arm suddenly. "Say such in my presence."
She was even more fearful because of how tight his grip was and for a second, she thought he was going to hit her. She
