Harper’s POV
My first instinct was to scream. Run.
Forget about fighting. There wasn’t a single nerve inside of me that could confidently assure me that I stood a chance against this thing.
Yes, thing.
The more my eyes took in this creature, the less I could make sense of it. I think it was a man...At least, that’s what it started out as...I think.
He stood on two strong legs that raised his overall height to a towering six and a half feet, which had been surrounded by a large black, hooded cloak.
Most of his torso was exposed, with the exception of a thick leather waistband. I stared up at him, my gaze trailing over every visible mark that marred his skin.
It was like looking at dark, jagged branches that raked all the way up to his neck. There, I discovered his eyes.
My hea
