“Raven…” Now drew apologetically from his lips, while he reached for me this time with a damn death wish.
I’m telling you if I had canines right now, I would have ripped his hand right off, without a moment of hesitation, but thankfully for him, I didn’t just yet. Unfortunately, for now, all I could do was once again take another step back, recoiling from his touch.
Placing my right hand in front of me, I trembled in anger as I tried to maintain the space I put between us, while I said to him through the tears that I was doing my best to hold back, “Don’t you dare touch me. You’re not the person I thought you were.”
The look of pain instantly tormented his eyes, giving me some satisfaction knowing that my point was being received by him, but that little bit of satisfaction I was feelin
