Chapter 8

(Harpers POV)

“Hey there,” I said with a smile as I slid up to Elias. He raised his eyebrow at me but didn’t say a word. The guard he was talking to got the hint and stepped back away from the little awkward situation that was beginning to brew.

“Don’t be angry,” I said and went to take his hand. He pulled it away at the last minute and sighed. He turned and walked away. I watched him for a second and then chased after him as he walked around the corner.

“Hey,” I shouted, “Seriously, what is your problem?” I wasn’t happy he was walking away from me. I did nothing wrong, just not what he wanted. I grabbed his arm to stop him and he growled.

“Don’t Harper,” he hissed, “I’m not in the mood.”

“Yeah, well I am,” I said and held on. He whirled around and grabbed me, and pushed me against the wall. He held me there, his hands tightly gripping my arms, pinning them to the wall.

“And what mood is that?” he whispered against my ear. He growled again and let go of me and stepped back, turnin