Chapter 143

Lyra

I knew I had messed up the second the words slipped out of my mouth. Or what. Do you have any idea how stupid that sounded, how reckless, how suicidal?

Because Damon stopped dead in his tracks the very moment I said it. His entire body stiffened beneath me, every muscle locking tight, like a predator that had just scented weakness in its prey.

He turned his head just enough for me to catch the sharp outline of his jaw and the way his lips parted like he was on the verge of snapping.

“You really want to test me, kitten? You want to know what I will do if you keep running that filthy little mouth of yours?”

My wolf inside me screamed at me to back down, to swallow my pride, but I could not. I was trembling, tears still streaking my cheeks, but I could not stop myself.

My heart was hammering against my ribs and my body felt like it was on fire, and the worst part is that I did not even know if it was from fear or need.

I hated mysel