His eyes glared at her small, trembling figure as she squirmed.

His cold face took on a frown as he saw the frightened look of his mate.

"Do I still scare you?" He sighed, repeating his question yet again.

"N—no."

She squeaked out, her voice breaking and giving her away.

"I told you, I don't like it when people lie to me, bunny." He spoke lowly, his cold voice sending shivers down her spine once more.

"Am sorry." She cried, her shaky voice ringing in the air.

"For what?" he asked, his features slowly lighting up. "You need to tell me why you are sorry."

"I am sorry for lying."...