Connor POV
Before I can realize and attempt to stop myself, I leap from my seat and grab him by the collar of his shirt in one swift, lethal movement, leaving him unable to take another half of a breath before I'm on him. No longer able to reign in and leash my thirst for his blood, the crippling fear assaulting my nervous system and freezing my blood, and the unexplainable but dire need to protect what's mine taking hold of me. His men move to circle in on me, but he holds them off with a held-up hand. I lose control of myself and my emotions, leaving exactly how affected I am, as well as everything I'm feeling and being crushed by, bared for the world and everyone in it to see. It's not intentional in the slightest, and it's probably the dumbest mistake I've made to date, but just the t
