My name is Chrys

CHRYS

I watched him approach, trying so damned much to move my legs, but it was impossible.

When you have a freaking wolf who's out to stop you every chance she gets, you will understand my predicament.

Since I couldn't take a step back, I folded my arms and glared at him, “what the hell do you want from me?”

“What do I want from you?” He chuckled, looking like I had asked him the funniest joke of the century. “What the hell do you think I want from you?” He closed the distance between us and stood in front of me, looking like a damned predator.

“What do you want from me, Jayden? It's late. You need to return to your room before your father —”

“Don't you dare call him my father!” He seethed with a dark expression on his face. “Gordon isn't my father!” He sneered at my face, looking like a damned vengeful angel —not that I have seen one before. Human refers to it almost all the damned time.

And I lived among them for a long time before I met Gordon.

“Ok,” I sighed, not really in th