Eden’s Point of View

There was a stiff look on Theron’s face, one that I had never seen before, his eyes were cold and cutting as always but also hollow as if there was no life behind them. He stared down at me with obvious restraint; I noticed a muscle tightened in his jaw.

He must really hate being assaulted so much, oh how I wish he would unhand me, so I can smack him again?

“I demand an apology; else I will behave very badly with you.” Forgetting my fear, I almost ...