Chapter 27

Amelia's POV

Kayden's arms were wrapped tightly around me, his hands gripping my waist and back almost painfully. But the pressure reassured me that I was safely out of harm's way.

As his panic gradually subsided, I became aware of strange stirrings within myself. My mind was clear again yet emotions played in my chest that did not seem my own - anger, outrage, a fierce protective urge.

I glanced up at Kayden's face, taking in the silver glint of his eyes and twisted snarl. There was no mistaking the anger that was emanating from his rigid frame.

When I was falling just few minutes ago from the stairs, I was scared.. terrible. Last of me didn't want to die, another part wanted to find out what was going to happen when I fall.

But what I was feeling now was something different… there was anger. I wasn't angry at Ramona, I barely even knew her, what I felt was a shock surprise… why was she going to kill me, she didn't even know me yet. The anger that I was feeling, wasn't mine.