Chapter 126
Aaliyah
As he released me, I clutched my neck, slowly rubbing it. He stared at me with wide eyes, swallowing hard as he moved closer. He reached out to touch me, and I did the only thing I could: I used my wolf claws to slash his chest, drawing blood.
I watched as blood dripped down his bare chest. I stepped back, frowning. "Fuck you!"
Tristan's brows furrowed, and he glared at me so hard that I felt a heat radiate around me. Without a word, he stormed out of the room, the door slamming loudly as he shut it.
My legs suddenly felt too weak to hold me, and I sank down onto the bed.
After some time, anger boiled through me, and I stood up, grabbing the lamp and smashing it against the wall. I collapsed onto the ground, drawing my knees to my chest and burying my head there.
