Natalia & Lilith
Natalia
“I didn’t touch her!” Damon slurred. “I don’t even know why I was in there—I mean, I was just—”
I frowned, noticing the way Damon’s words blurred together, the way he swayed on his feet as he stumbled out of the women’s restroom. The crowd noticed, too, and began to back away in fear. He was drunk. Drunk enough to not only go into the wrong bathroom, but to also touch a woman against her will.
“You tried to force yourself on me!” Lilith wailed louder. “I was just fixing my hair and you cornered me, pushed me against the wall and knocked me to the floor!”
Andrei’s body went rigid. I saw the shift beginning in his shoulders, the way his muscles bunched beneath his shirt. His eyes flashed that dangerous green, and a low growl rumbled from his chest.
“You dare to
