Seraphina POV
TRIGGER WARNING: EXPLICIT SCENE INCOMING
Ronan ran for hours till we reached a little cottage that was sheltered by trees and a river bank.
The place looked like one of those houses in horror films, the ones that no one should enter.
Not that it was shabby or ugly; in fact, it was a lovely cottage. However, the sense of creepiness over it was pretty much.
Ronan had transformed back to his human form and was now holding my hands in his big ones.
Throughout the ride to this place, he had remained mute and hadn't even given me any attention,
I could see that his brows were still furrowed.
Meaning that he was still quite pissed,
On getting into the cottage, I realized it was even more pretty on the insides; it had marble furniture and tiles that made it stand out.
The place looked clean; it looked alive, as though someone was living there,
Or he is taking care of it; I wonder if it was Ronan himself.