Lyla
"You're human now, Lyla. You no longer have a wolf and it means I can kill you too. Should I just kill you now?" he laughed dryly. "To stop the doom you're to bestow. Or…" his hands covered my breast, cupping them as if he owned them.
I struggled against his hold, as tears watered down my eyes.
"Maybe I should fuck you first to find out how you taste. To have my share like Ramsey. What do you think?"
"Let me go this instance, Nathan!" I said through gritted teeth. "I will not be responsible for my actions, henceforth…"
"What?" he bristled. "You're going to do the blue spiral thing with your fingers?" Then he laughed. "You won't hurt me, Lyla. You pity me and I know how you behave around people whom you pity. You're having this conversation because you love me and I know you won't…"
