Those Eyes

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

DIANA'S POV

As soon as he noticed this, he quickly took off his shirt and started unbuckling his belt.

"There is no way I'm going to let this asshole rape me," I mumbled to myself.

From the sudden change in his eye color when he was angry, I could tell this man wasn't ordinary, he was a werewolf and then I began to realize that I might not be able to save myself from him today.

Once he was done undressing, with just his undies remaining, he pounced on me again but little did he know that the little time he left me to rest had been used to regain some energy. My eyes began to change slightly and my claws protruded.

As he tried to arrange himself on top of me, I scratched his back with my claws and he jerked away. Then I hid my claws almost immediately and then I pushed him to the wardrobe, hitting his head hard on its edges and the part on his short blonde hair scattered.

Before he could regain his balance, I was out of sight, hiding away in the bathroom.