“What was that, little mouse?” Dominic pins me to the wall as soon as I exit the study.

His body hovers over mine, as he cages me against the rock-hard wall.

I can feel the warmth radiate off his body, my eyes land on his face. His jaw locked, an expression of rage can easily be spotted on his face.

“I’ve decided to go.” I mutter, as simple as that.

For a moment, I fail to understand why he looks so disturbed by my decision. They all shunned me down, just on the assumption that ...