Bab 10: Chapter Ten

Callan's eyes burned bright with rage. His hands clenched and unclenched around his tankard, so I hard I was afraid the wood would splinter or break apart. Fear began to course through my veins again. Whatever I had said definitely angered him, and I was afraid I'd never see the light of day again. I knew he, nor any man, would take kindly to a woman who went against her master. I looked down at my hands folded in my lap as I tried to calm my nerves. 

 Then I felt the gentlest touch under my chin. Callan tilted my face up to look at him. My heart was racing. His brows were pinched together and his eyes were searching mine for something, I just wasn't sure what for. The rage that burned behind them has been replaced with an emotion I couldn't place. I was so confused.