CHAPTER 21

  Elizabeth's Point Of View

  "It's okay, Hazel." He says in a voice that's almost gentle. "Look at me, focus on me."

  I try, I try to focus on his face, on the sweep of his strong jaw, the curve of his lips, the angle of his cheekbones, the slant of his nose but what makes me focus are his eyes.

  People say eyes are the windows of the soul. If that's true, then there's a storm going on in his soul. Wild, chaotic, unstoppable.

  The pain on my neck stops. I snatch my hands away from Sebastian and rub my burning throat.

  "The hell was that lady?" I rasped.?

  "I locked yar wolf, dearie," the witch says. "now scarm, I have other things ta do."

  We walk away from her and I can't help but wonder about what she said to Sebastian.?

  "Why didn't you feel pain during the spell?" I ask him.?

  Sebastian shrugs. "it's different for different ranks."