Thirty-nine

-Jenna-

I almost whimper just seeing him. My skin feels like I'm being skinned alive, and then lighting myself on fire.

"Mate." He says. He steps in closing the door shut, having his eyes on me the whole time.

His eyes doesn't even have white in them. He takes a step closer while he breathes harder and harder. "Jenna." He says while his eyes switch to hazel but they end up go back to deep coal.

His jaw clenches and he takes another step. I'm panting, while tears fall down my face. "Help me." I say while I take a step closer. His nostrils turn huge then back to...