Rosie looked at the beast in her room with shock and surprise, but as surprising as it was, she was not afraid of it. She was rather awed by the beast.
She had never for once imagined the existence of a shifter to be real. As much as she believed in ghosts, and the like, vampires and werewolves were not on the list. But here was one, standing in front of her, and inside her bedroom.
Raven stared at her, studying her face closely, he was relieved that there was no fear in her eyes as she looked at him in his beast skin. He had anticipated the worse possible scenario, where she would scream and run trying to get away from him as far as possible, but none of that was happening and he was proud of her. He moved closer to her, to where she was seated at the edge of the bed, and stopped just a few inches away from her.
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