Nathaniel's eyes narrowed dangerously, his authority challenged, and he radiated an icy silence.

His grip on her waist tightened to the point it felt like he could snap her in two.

"You bit me?"

He grabbed Celeste's chin, towering over her, his dominance unmistakable.

Defiantly, Celeste tilted her face up, her eyes cold and detached, "I said I didn't want to."

Well, if he was going to force her, she had no choice but to bite back.

"So, got a temper, huh?" ...