Chapter 164

• Fern's Perspective
• The door clicked shut behind me. I knew I had to face Giovanni alone. His brow was furrowed, his lips pressed together, and his blue eyes, flecked with gold, showed that his wolfishness was closing in.
• I tried to cross him, but he stepped closer, forcing me to back away until I was pressed against the door. With nowhere else to go, I watched with wide eyes as he leaned toward me. His breath fanned my cheeks, his firm, ripped body pressed against mine, and his tone was dangerous.