[Damien's POV]
I felt a knot tying my stomach as I worried over her, my heart ached as I sensed the anger that crackled in the air.
Her fangs were out and she was barely standing properly in that position.
However, I stayed calm, just spreading my arms at her, to fall into them as I want to be a safe harbor to her in the storm.
She was crawling out and as though battling with herself, she suddenly lunged at me.
Her hot breath washed over me like a foul wind and I gasped.
I didn't want to fight back, but her sharp claws almost left a signature on my cheeks, and I swatted my face aside, flinging her gently aside.
She didn't stumble as my muscles coiled ready to spring again. Her eyes were fixed on me intently.
"Look, princess, I won't hurt you," I whispered low and then locked eyes with her.
I raised my arms in a futile attempt to ward off the attack, but she lunged at me again, her jaws snapping mere inches from my face.
