Oliver sighed, tipping back on his seat as he ran his hand through his brown hair before shifting his brown eyes that looked slightly maroon to me. "Odd..." he began with a puzzled look. "Werelions always give off a particular presence of 'dominance' per their nature. I feel the same energy from you now"
A cold chill ran through me at his words, I could see the undeniable curiosity in those orbs that were silently questioning me so I looked away from it. But I brought it back because I did not want him to think I was intimidated by him.
He smiled at my actions, slightly acknowledging them. "If I didn't know you I would picture you as one of them"
I leveled my gaze to my lap, my hands on it as I fidgeted with my fingers.
"You went to him didn't you?"
"I thought I was here to talk about my recovery and not about my relationship" I spoke up feeling offended now.
