He started to walk towards me. A single step forward.
I kept looking at his movements as I felt my ground shifting beneath me.
He kept on looking at me, his gaze never faltered as if all he could do was look at me. The intensity of it made my skin prickle, made the air between us thrum with tension so thick I could barely breathe.
I gulped as I felt my cheeks flushed. Something inside me, something instinctual and deep urged me to keep looking into his eyes, even my wolf stirred curiously yet restlessly as I held his gaze, as if our eyes will bridge the distance between us.
My fear and nervousness gripped me.
Fear of what it meant. Fear of what he might see if I let him in. Fear of the mark on my wrist, the power surging newly alive inside me, the secrets I couldn’t yet share.
So I l
