If she was wise, she would turn and run away before the beast possessed her. But she was not being wise. For some reason, that darkness in his eyes, the feeling that he was just one second from consuming her, thrilled her.
It was like all he could see was her, and the idea of his obsession aroused something within her.
Her mouth opened to say something, but she did not know what to say. What did one say to a stranger that felt familiar and a part of oneself? It was a mindf*ck, but the connection was undeniable.
As they stood in a destroyed bathroom, looking at each other, Leila felt an understanding dawning on her.
Over the years, Leila had tried to learn about her heritage since discovering her peculiarities. She wanted to know how to be a lone wolf since she did not have a pack. She gathered a lot of information on the supernatural world.
