Chapter 347: Dealing With My Demons Alone So They Can’t Hurt You
"Dace?"
It was his voice, his scent, and his presence but yet I was doubting myself without bringing it in me to turn around, was that really Dace? It just feels so different... and strange, it felt like a stranger stood behind me and yet it wasn’t.
I gasped when he forcibly grabbed my waist and my back brushed against his back, oh fuck! Was he naked?! Because I could feel his fully erect dick poking me. Oh, sweet lord!
"You should be out of town," he said in a rough voice, it was scratchy and it made me wonder how long he has been out here in his werelion form, but he reverted back on his own, does this mean he has more control? That could be the best explanation because I knew Dace was having a hard time shifting, afraid of losing himself completely.
"Baby girl"
I jerked.
He chuckled deeply. "Why so jumpy?"
"I-I-I-I" I could even speak properly. Suddenly his body went ridge and he growled, twirling me to face him. I couldn’t process his looks because he suddenly grabbed my hand and the blood caught my attention.
"Who hurt you?!" His tone was harsh and I was having a hard time gathering my thoughts because of the blood. "Did they?"
"I-I scratched my hand"
He narrowed his eyes.