A mental barrier slammed shut between us and my eyes flew open to find I was no longer standing before Kaiser but cradled in his arms on the grey couch. His hand was hooked around my bare knees while his other fisted in the material at my back. He was staring down at me, his lips a hair’s breadth from mine and his eyes ablaze with something I never would have thought he could feel. Pure, wild terror.
SCREAMING
