"Hello," she smiled weakly.
First impressions, Lauren. First impressions.
But instead of saying hello, it was as if her voice snapped him out of some trance.
A sudden deep snarl left his lips as his teeth bared. Sharp fangs protruded over his lips as he hissed and Lauren scrambled backward, eyes wide.
A sharp sound like blades opening caught her ear and she became vaguely aware that black claws suddenly appeared on his four-fingered hand.
Shit.
Shit shit shit shit.
The pupils in his eyes dilated so much and so quickly, his eyes were almost completely black and Lauren swallowed hard.
Shit.
He was going to kill her, wasn’t he.
He was going to slit her throat with those claws and wet his fangs in her blood.
Fucking Geblit.
But then again, he hadn’t said Riv was nice.
* * *
He'd been bested?
Bested?
Riv growled deep in his throat, a sound that carried through the room and made the creature in front of him move further into the box even though there was no more room for her to go.
He'd been bested?
Geblit Cakhura was a phekking liar.
He, Riv, was the one that had been bested. Bested by a weak Torian by the name of Geblit.
Phek!
He should have looked in the box before taking it. He should have known something was not right. It had been much lighter than an ooga was, much quieter. And that was because it was nothing like an ooga.
It was a female.
Undoubtedly a female!
And in his house!
Her pale, soft midsection heaved as she stared at him and her large brown eyes widened. Her chest was rising and falling quickly as she gripped the edges of the box and her throat moved as she watched him.
She was trembling slightly; he could see the mop of light-colored strands that hung from her head shaking as she looked at him.
The tiny bump on her face that was her nose flared at the edges as she inhaled deeply, her small mouth forming a thin line after a few seconds.
Another growl rumbled low in his throat and he watched as the female’s brown eyes grew even larger.
He was scaring her.