CASSIAN's POV
My hands clenched tightly, digging into my palm until I could feel the liquid pulling down my palm.
My eyes were dark as I stared at the now closed door.
My jaw was set so tight the joint throbbed, my breathing coming in short, harsh hitches.
The ghost of her lips was still pressed against mine, bringing up a sudden, violent wave of revulsion that rushed straight from my gut to my throat.
"Fuck!'' I spat into the air.
My hand shot up, driving fingers deep into my dark hair, yanking at the roots until the sharp sting grounded me.
My wolf was thrashing wildly beneath my ribs, torn between the cold, tactical voice warning me that Chloe was playing a dangerous game, and the dark, possessive beast that felt contaminated by her touch.
"Fuck! Fuck!''
I pivoted sharply and slammed my right fist straight into the stone wall beside the hearth.
THUD.
The violent impact reverberated up my arm, cracking the lime mortar between the gray stones.
