Annie's POV
Enzo stayed above me. In spite of gazing squarely into the eyes of the genuine Lycan King. Regardless of his weight pushed down on me and his terrifying outside, I realized he could never hurt me. His hands were delicate, and his manner of speaking quiet, however additionally harsher. It consoled everything in me that made me dread him. My life could end out of the blue, however I didn't fear passing from the man turned monster above me. No, I was unable to end up fearing him; I realized it was on the grounds that he didn't need me to. He permitted me to have that confidence in him since he could preferably end me.
Some instinctual piece of me shouted to him, to destroy or to cherish, yet the feeling of his touch guaranteed me it was only that, adoration. It appeared to be di
