Celeste POV
The massive mound of black fur was charging towards me, before shifting into a mountain of a man. As he approached, I readied myself for the unexpected, before he could reach out with his hands, I gripped his arm and used the momentum to duck and swing him over me, before swiftly flipping over to straddle him, with a knife appearing at his throat. I know my eyes were glowing silver, but I wasn't about to let another jackass with a d**k play with my emotions.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! No need for the knife gorgeous." He got a cocky smirk on his face. I pushed the knife against his neck a little deeper to press the skin without cutting it, sobering him up quickly.
"I was just trying to get dressed and you f*****g charged me. What the f**k did you expect?"
"Yeah, sorry about that.
