Bound by Blood
She came to the conclusion that he was a halfbreed.
"Freya, please leave." He began to plead again, his voice strained and tight. She then noticed that he had his hands clenched so tight, and his palm was beginning to bleed. She could almost not bear watching him.
She tried to force his palm open, but he was strong, far too strong for her.
"Please, you are hurting yourself."
A distressed groan came out of his throat again, followed by a low growl. He suddenly unclenched his hands, and then she saw that his fingers were slowly turning into claws. That was why his palms were bleeding?
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