Carson sits down on the side of the bed, and it makes my eyes fly open. He leans over me, worry etched into his features. “I’m not going to hurt you.” I turn my face away and fight the fear down, not wanting him to see it. Carson frames my face and nudges me back until our eyes meet. “I don’t want to lose you, but I won’t keep you against your will.” “I don’t believe a word any of you say,” I spit the words out. I yank my face out of his hold. “Don’t touch me.” “Carson, back off,” Alexei warns him. Carson lifts his hands in a surrendering motion as he gets up.
