Raula
No way! What fucking kind of mind control is this!
I look away from him, my wolf was really falling for it. I have to make sure I don't look into his eyes. At least then I will be okay somehow. Sucking in a calming breath, I turn back to him, as I firmly hold onto my piece of wood. One blow and he will be off. What if I hit him too hard and knock the life out of him?
I shake the shady thought off my mind. Why should I be worried that I might actually kill him? I will have got rid of him for good. But somehow I don't want to lose him...
I look ahead, trying to focus.
We have already gone a long way into the woods. Damien hasn't slowed down a single bit. It's like he is sure of where we are going. I don't care wherever it may be. I trust that I will be alright wherever I go with him.
That's how clearly I should be thinking! Why does Ulfred have to come into the picture?
