Chapter 51

Seeing him stop and tense, he turns harshly, shocked by my sudden outburst and acting like a typical man. I can already tell the response will not be full of sweet nothings. That little tight muscle tense on his jaw, brows lowering and angry green glare.

“Stop behaving like a fucking child, then. She is in pain, and you’ve already got me. There is no need for any of this bullshit!” He yells back, eyes burning with rage and seething so instantly it makes me lose all courage. My lip wobbles as the tears break free and run down my face because of my one of two responses to him ever yelling at me. Cry or fight! And this time, it chooses to be the pitiful reaction. So severely disappointed in myself, but I have no control over what path my emotions choose.

Arrick grits his teeth, sighing and frowning hard but walks towards me anyway. His body is bristling with temper, but that part of him that cares about me is reigning supreme. He hates seeing me cry, even if pissed off, and