IVY POV
I watched in disbelief as a smirk curled at Sebastian’s lips. “I won’t let go. Beauty is worth dying for. But these claws are a curious discovery, care to explain?”
There was not a hint of fear in his eyes.
He remained annoyingly calm, but he raised a valid point. The tips of the claws were confusing, even for me. Was this my latent wolf? I knew the stirring in my chest was erratic, but I didn’t see Sebastian as a threat. The stirring still wanted him close. This wasn’t an attack or a threat; it was a silent claiming, I realized.
I watched his eyes darken as they looked into mine, almost searching for answers that even I didn’t have. A smile took form on his face as though he found it.
“I accept your claim,” he whispers too low, but I barely catch it. I’m confused.
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