~DORIAN’S POV~
I look at a petrified Cecilia. She is breathing heavily whilst looking at me. I don’t blame her for her reaction since I’m in my wolf’s form.
“Spare me. I don’t want to die,” requests Cecilia with tears tricking down her cheek.
If I wanted to kill her, I would’ve done it by now. To make her understand that I’m not a threat, I bring my face closer to her and try to sniff her beautiful hair.
Unfortunately, the blood that has been smeared on my face isn’t helping me in the least. She gets a closer look at me face and ends up being spooked.
My appearances as a heat covered in blood is a strange one. It can give the heartiest of all a hard time. Since I do not shift usually, it’s reasonable for her to struggle in recognizing me.
“Do you not know who am I?” I ask her w
