“Wait,” he said, getting up. His deep voice sent intense vibrations through me, coating my skin in warmth, making my core constrict. I ran through the doors, then pivoted to see where he was. The answer was right behind me. He stood, chest heaving, looking down at me. His sheer size dwarfed me and I wasn’t just meaning height. He had a good foot over me, but his wide shoulders and thick arms more than hinted at his strong physique. I’d never seen him before, but he definitely wasn’t one of my dad’s soldiers. Or even a shifter for that matter, despite his impressive size. He was fae.
