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Snapping myself out of my trance, I step forward to try and sop him but someone's hand wraps around me. I look up, seeing Emerson standing by and shaking his head in a firm but silent "not. I can't help the confused look on my face. Drawing my brows together. I part my lips in question
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"What are you doing?"
I ask him, trying to pull my hand back. Emerson keeps his hold and warily glances over to where Raizel was digging his nails into Landon's skin.
""You'll get hurt."
Is the only thing he says. It wasn't a warning of 'if it happens, he knows it will. Chewing on my bottom lip, I give him one final persistent shake of my head. If there was anyone who buldn't be afraid of him, it'd be me.
"I won't."
Pressing his lips in a thin line, he reluctantly lets go and watches as I make my way to Raizel's heaving form. His back is turned to me, head turned in Landon's direction. who was laying on the ground, blinks slowly when he sees me approaching. A spark of hope in those diminishing green eyes but I simply look away. My wolf not wanting to give him any other reason for his crazy delusions only whines at the look on Raizel's face.
I take in a breath, warily lifting my hand up and gently touched the side of his face. His hand quickly wraps around my wrist in a tight, bruise-inducing hold and I wince from the contact. He wasn't in complete control. Still hazy from the anger rushing through his veins to see clearly. Isaac steps forward, and shoots me a look. His bluish green eyes brimming with concern.
"Don't."
I tell him. My voice soft but strong. Still looking a bit perplexed, Isaac hangs back for a few seconds in case I changed my mind and gives me a curt nod when I don't
I turn my attention back at Raizel, his hold still tight around my wrist but not enough to break it. I move closer and almost immediately felt the radiating warmth he gives out His dark eyes finally leave Landon to fix on me.
Lifting my other hand, I place my palm at the other side of his face. Both hands now cradling his head. Raizel relaxes, dark eyes softening just a bit before he nuzzles his face on my fingers. A soft purr rumbling from the back of his throat as he breathes me in. He slowly removes his hand from my wrist, opting to press his large hands on my hips. His thick arms encircling around me as he buries the tip of his nose in the crook of my neck. Cager E
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"Only mine."
He adds. His wolf pulls from my neck and presses his forehead against mine. Such datices embedded in his gaze with a small flame of fire lighting up when he looks at me
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