Chapter 113

EMBER’s POV

"He punched me in the nose!"

"because he was trying to defend me!"

"you didn’t look like you needed defending."

"Yeah, right. You wouldn't give her space to breathe." William said, his chest rising and falling with what I knew was anger. His eyes had turned to the color of electricity, and I worried that if I did not handle the situation carefully I was going to have a full-blood bathe on my hands.

"You were trying to get me back, and he didn't like your methods. This doesn’t have to result in a fight. I won't have the both of you fighting because of me!" I shouted, still holding onto Paris's hands.

"you don't have to block my ears with your screams, you know," Paris said, looking at me with a pained expression, and I looked at him apologetically, before slowly and finally letting go,

"I just don't need the both of you fighting because of me. Please." I said and slowly stepped before the both of them,