Chapter 11
- I could already tell this one wasn't letting me go easily and I wouldn't want her catching a cold. I didn’t even get a full second to respond before Zayne grabbed my wrist.
- "What the hell!" I started, jerking back, but he was already dragging me down the hallway like I weighed nothing.
- His grip was strong, not painful, but strong enough that no amount of twisting or pulling could break it.