~Lyra~

Excuse me?” I said again, louder this time, because it was finally sinking in that this man had the audacity — the actual nerve to grab me like that, to talk to me like that, to bring up what happened with Damon as if it was some kind of punchline while standing there acting like the king of the entire universe.

And that was it. That was the moment everything boiled over.

I smacked his hand off my waist so hard the slap echoed like a gunshot.

“Don’t touch ...