Chapter 62

Noah noticed her eyes not moving from their hands so he kept stroking. Her knuckles were slightly scraped.

“What happened Vanessa?” his wolf refused to give her any more space.

“I hurt my father. You saw what happened.” She was being deliberately obtuse. He saw her chin angled in rebellion.

She was his kitten. The same spitfire. It relieved him but spurred him on all the same. This is what they did. She ran, he chased, knowing he had the vehement impulse to conquer her, he forgot himself and the fictions of the day in order to have her. But that had to stop.

He pinched the bridge of his nose so acutely, she knew she had to be getting on his nerves. Serves him right, she thought. Why should she tell him everything? Or anything.

“You are going to tell me what’s wrong with you. Or so help me God Vanessa.” His fury wasn’t directed at her but she was very sensitive now for some reason.

All her bravery and spine to face Noah Abel and his deceptive world lay husk like.

She gulped, and h