Gwendolyn pov.

　　An eerie silence existed between us as the door clicked close after his mother. I froze, only realizing then that I should have left with her instead of leaving myself at the mercy of the dangerous man before me.

　　I expected him to attack me abruptly and beat the hell out of me as is typical of most mates when they don't desire you. What I didn't expect was for him to calmly stroll to the couch and collapse on it, exhaling in defeat as he hunched ...