||*RHIAMON*||
My eyes remained on his retreating back, watching as he walked away while I stayed rooted in place. No it wasn't because I wanted him to turn back but because I feared that I would fall on my face if I moved. And I didn't want him to see that, I didn't want him to see more of my weakness.
He did that thing again with his pheromones, that thing that strikes you in a soul gripping terror, rendering you almost paralysed. The same thing he did that first time in his room, which prevented me from moving even when he yelled at me to leave his bed.
Only difference is, that time I cried, I had never experienced something so terrifying in my life, and the twenty-one year old fool that I was, cried like a child. However this time, I knew being a half-breed in the presence of such a
