Chapter 11 Pitiful Gaze

• CELESTINA VILLARAMA’s POV
• Ice’s eyes were filled with rage, which I know for sure that I can not control. The red aura of his that I assumed was because of his affection for me was now mixed up with how vexed he was with what I said. “I-Ice? What’s the matter?” I asked as carefully as I could. I didn’t even notice that my feet were unconsciously walking backwards, as if my wolf was the one who’s already telling me that I should head out of this place and run as far as I could, just to stay away from his range.
• “Was there anyone else other than me who promised to protect you, no matter what the cost would be?” Ice repeated the same sense of his query from earlier. “I’ll be counting from one to three, Celestina Villarama. If you would not be able to give me a response within the said time frame, then I’m sorry—”