The Hybrid, The Prince, & I
Not even to breathe, it seemed.
Nikolai steepled his fingers. “...Our species doesn’t originate from Earth. We come from a realm called Ezron.”
His voice thudded in my blood, thick and rough, and I hated how my body betrayed me for it.
I cleared my throat, biting down on my lip until I tasted iron.
“A realm. Like…” My brows drew in. “…a fairytale dimension? Magic trees, dragons, and glittery unicorns?”
His jaw ticked. For a second, I thought he’d leap over the desk and strangle me. A petty part of me wanted him to try.