The emotions shift faster on his face than the weather in a storm.I squeeze my eyes shut, bracing for the bone-shattering blow, the furious roar, the lethal retaliation. But nothing comes.Nothing except a heavy, suffocating silence that fills the dark bedroom like a fog.I slowly, timidly peel my eyes open. He is still hovering directly over me, his broad shoulders blocking out the dim glow of the fireplace. But his face… it is completely, utterly blank. Devoid of any human warmth, any recognizable rage, any soul.Trust me—that empty slate is infinitely more terrifying than his anger.“Not bad,” he rumbles, his grey eyes darkening into a pitch-black abyss as he stares down into mine.My brows furrow in absolute confusion. My chest heaves beneath him, my breath coming in short, panicked gasps. *What… what does he mean by that?*“You are finally learning to take a stand for yourself, little one,” he purrs softly, the tone smooth, dark, and utterly unhinged.My mind goes entirely blank
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