SERAPHINA’S POV
‘He’s a monster!’
The voices –
No, my thoughts scream at me.
A wave of anxiety hits, and all that cloud nine rush fizzles away, replaced by dread that settles in the pit of my gut. Crippling fear takes over, and I kick him off me before he can get any closer or touch me any further.
Before his filth can further taint my skin.
"Get off me!" I scream, breathing hard.
Pulling myself up to a sitting position, I fold my legs protectively around myself. He looks at me with wicked eyes, tilting his head to the side.
"Sera?" His voice is calm and confused, contrasting sharply with the distorted mania evident in his swirling red eyes that seem to want to devour me
‘He hates us.’
He approaches, ignoring my whimpers and pleas, taking my hand gently and cradling the side
