Chapter 19

Maya whimpered as tears stung her eyes. Her imagination had already ran wild that she was falling, but in reality, Grey was holding her. "Open your eyes," he lazily said to her.

Maya was ripped out of her imagination, as she opened her eyes to see Grey holding her. He pulled her up. "You talk of death so freely, yet, you're afraid to die," he scoffed, as he let go of her. She stood there shaking visibly from head to toe. "You're a werewolf, brown eyes. A fall from a building will not kill you, but only bruise you and break some of your bones" he said to her, as he began to take off his clothes.

Maya didn't look at him. Her mind was thinking rapidly. For a moment, out of the fear of death, she had forgotten her inability to die easily, which were the pecks that was associated with being a werewolf. Why did he pretend like he was throwing her off the window? Only for her to open her eyes and find him holding on to her like his life depended on it. She watched him, and came to a conclus