19:In The Alpha's bedroom-3

In the multitude of Arda’s troubling thoughts of escape, her gaze was cast down to the floor and she didn’t know until she felt his finger lifting her chin.

Again, his movement had been swift, sudden, and silent. Her breath came up sharply as she was forced to meet his intense gaze. Who was she kidding? She would never get used to his unpredictable moves.

“Please.” She said breathlessly. “Will you move normally around me?”

“What is normal?”

“Like a normal person,” Arda said. She didn’t know how else to say it but she knew that he understood what she meant. He was just being difficult.

“What is normal?” He repeated. “By whose standard is normalcy defined?”

“You know, like me. Like...like a human.”

“A spade is not a shovel and a lion is not a cat. I am not completely human. I am a werewolf vampire. Get used to my movement.”

In a flash, he was at the door, his hand on the knob. Arda’s breath caught in her throat and a small gasp escaped her lips.

“Get used to it, Arda.” He said dismissive