Chapter 58

David quickly pulled away and touched the wound he would have made on her upper lip before tasting the blood that stained his fingers and the rest of her mouth as she spat on the floor in disgust.

His face changed shape as his fingernails grew into long, sharp claws that he did not hesitate to rub against her throat.

“Do you want to die?” he asked without the slightest emotion, his voice sounding guttural, more animal than anything else.

Emma’s eyes widened in surprise; she would never have guessed that David was one of those paranormal creatures; in the years of their relationship together, she wouldn’t even have noticed anything about his behavior beyond the fact that he was abusive and insane.

Emma raised her chin defiantly.

“I’d rather die here an