Rejected Bloodline: A Tale Of Two Worlds
But it has been my saving grace so far, and I was hoping it wouldn't fail me now.
“You're a brave one," he growled, staring deeply at me. “… I like that".
“Huh?” I frowned.
The man standing in front of me finally pulled down the scarf covering his dark brown hair, masculine face, and the deep scar above his right eyebrow.
I smiled awkwardly and stretched my hand, pretending I wasn't just staring at his surprisingly handsome face. “I'm Samantha Emberwood… but you can call me Sam.”
“Griffin Evergray,” he said, shaking my hand firmly.