Chapter 11: Evelyn: His Cruel Instinct
Evelyn~
When I lifted my head again to look at Theron, he suddenly lunged at me.
Before I could react, he pinned me down to the cold floor, gripping my wrists so tightly I couldn’t move.
His eyes looked different.
It was like the light in them had vanished, replaced by something darker, something wild.
"This sudden heat ... are you trying to seduce me?" Theron growled. But his voice didn’t sound like him. It was deeper, rougher, like it came from someone else entirely.
I held my breath, unable to even blink as Theron stared straight into my eyes.
"No," I forced out, using every bit of strength I had. "This ... this happened against my will."
Theron let out a low chuckle. "With how wet you are right now, I doubt that’s true."
He slipped his knee between my legs, pressing it against my soaked core. "You’re my Luna ... you’re supposed to accept my mark."
No.
This wasn’t him.