Chapter 32

Leroi's POV

I stormed out of the room , a frantic effort to stop myself from kissing her badly. Because I wanted to.

Oh God , I really wanted to. What came over me ?

I did not know. I just felt my hand gravitating towards her hair and before I could breathe, they descended on her hair. The way she flinched did not escape me, and my heart broke at that.

She probably thinks I'm going to hit her. Not that I can fault her for it ,afterall she has been living in constant fear all her life.

I patted her black silky hair, and that could really use some care.

In this state, her disheveled hair and the large shirt she had on , I found her much more attractive than Angelina. In all her cinched and leather form.

Though I felt a bit guilty but I couldn't deny the happiness I felt when Erica stood up to her. At least if I was going to have a mate , it wouldn't be a dumb and shy one.

She really deserves more credit than she gives herself.

But the big question remains "what I'm I going to do