The Scars

            Thora pov

He returns back late at night, I was sleepy but no fully asleep.

Sensing his presence,I try to act to be asleep. To only hear his voice.

"Stop the pretence "

I gulp, cursing. Why are his senses so active?

Lifting myself up, I meet his eyes to only see him seated on a sofa with one leg placed on the other.

His pose filled with dominance and authority , making me feel so small.

"Hello"

Was all I could say shyly, as his heated gaze remains fixed at me.

Folding ,his hands. He merely hmms. 

"What were you thinking going into the rogue lands during your heat!"

I knew this question was coming and I couldn't help clench the comforter tightly in my fingers.

"I am.....sorry"

"Did I asked for your sorry? I asked you a question stupid girl."

"Answer the question."

I flinch and gulp the saliva caught in my throat.