Chapter Fourteen-Angel

I take every inch of the room in as I watch Giselle move away from me.

I hate it.

I want her next to me, by my fucking side.

But I can’t just keep her there.

She’s not a doll, even though I call her one.

My Koukla is a hundred percent real. She is a flesh and blood woman.

A woman who fucking owns me. But I don’t think she knows it yet. And I won’t tell her either.

I am not sure how to feel about this. About her seeming ownership of me.

I mean, it doesn’t make it less real. There is absolutely nothing I wouldn’t do for her. I just need to process it. To figure out what it really means before I run my mouth off.

I don’t want to frighten her. She already ran from me once, and I can’t let that happen again. She glances at me, looking worried, and I force myself to sit and smile.

It’s not easy. All I want to do is growl and pace.

But Vipers don’t growl. We’re good at lying in wait in dark places. So I turn the heat down on my emotions and I exhale.