EVANGELINE.
A squeak left my mouth, and I wondered if perhaps I was a mouse shifter.
The prince turned, and I clamped my eyes shut, not wanting to see anything else that might be unforgettable. I shivered when I heard him approach and cracked open one eye, turning my head away as I hurried to the table in his room, and placed the tray down.
Run Evangeline!
Why was he naked anyway?!
"Yo-your b-breakfast – eek!" I squeaked when his hand wrapped around my upper arm and yanked me away from the table. I winced at the pain that shot through me, I wasn’t completely better yet. I clamped my eyes shut, staying rigid as he held me, very aware of the heat from his body.
"You’re a strange one." He muttered so quietly that I wasn’t sure I heard him correctly. "Open your eyes." He growled, the com
