~Zoë~
I watched the man, if I could even call him that, glare at me as he paced the length of my room, all the sleepiness gone from my eyes like they were never there in the first place.
“Niklaus?”
My voice was quieter than I had ever heard in my life.
At his sharp turn and abrupt growl, I shrunk back into myself on the side of the bed where I was half sitting, half kneeling crumpled. His eyes were flashing between red and their usual light brown color, meaning that his wolf was fighting him for control.
“I swear to you that I will tear him limb for limb. He will regret the day he was born. Where the f**k is he?”
I looked around the room once again, like I had when he unceremoniously yanked the covers off my body and swept me down the bed like I weighed nothing. My hands had flown
