I took a step away, releasing a silent sigh. That was too close. I swallowed a lump in my throat. Sheâs not Azlin. I told myself. Sheâs⌠sheâs not.
I wanted to howl. I wanted to let loose this cathartic cry, and with it, my problems would hopefully dwindle. But I held it in. I did not want Hunter to hear me. To get a sense of my feelings. Because, even though, I told him he would feel my fangsâwhich wasnât completely a lieâI knew that if the time ever came, I would hesitate.