Lilith.

I fled inches from him after observing a shift in his mood.

His eyes flashed in anger, and a vein popped on his temple. His breath turned into pants.

The loud drumming of his heart filled my ear, and his face hardened at once.

He rested his fingers on his temple as if recovering from the shock that jolted our bodies before casting those deadly gazes on me.

I flinched backward, my breath caught up in my throat as I held the chair to support myself when I was on the brink of falling.

My heart pounded against my ribs so hard that I thought it was about to...