There had been times where Naomi had been a challenge, but she had never been a threat. As daring as she might have been, the feline had not been a fool. Even as dominant as she could have been, she knew when to step down. This was not a battle with Rafe, rather than on with herself. Though she had been wary facing him because that meant dealing with her wounds she had not wanted to acknowledge, she had been grateful for his hospitality. Even if it had not outwardly had shown other than thanks. He was not the enemy, never had been and she had to remind herself of that. Especially, when it seemed like there had been a threat in every angle of her life, paranoia at its best.
The vampire had not given up on her which had spoken volume to his character. If Rafe had walked away, she would have not chased nor been upset. Though the leopardess had appreciated that he hadn’t. She had opened up enough to stand down and even stepped into his energy field to allow touch had been a milestone. The feline took in the scent of his body, inhaling deeply as she pressed her body against his. For a moment it had brought comfort in the smallest of ways. The feel of his flesh against her cheek had stirred emotions within. Tears welled up in her eyes as they threatened to fall, but she would not allow.
Naomi shook her head against his chest, knowing exactly what her friend meant. She wasn’t ready for that. The mere thought of exposing her burns and gashes had caused her heart to race. The thought of being that vulnerable even in hands that she knew were safe had terrified her. Suddenly, the leopardess felt herself coil within. She had felt small within that moment, but had been unable to move. Stricken with fear, her breathing became shallow. Images of being chained with silver shackles flooded her memory. Her eyes quickly had been taken over by its emerald hue as her emotions had been hiked. Quickly, she had taken a step back as a growl escaped her throat. At that moment she had not been seeing Rafe, but someone else. She kept backing up until the feline had hit the ledge. That thud had shook her soul as the leopardess blinked. Confused, Naomi had looked around as her brow furred.
That instant, Naomi had realized something wasn’t right. Heat rushed to her cheeks knowing she had made a fool of herself. “I...need help..” Her voice had been rough as she felt as if something had been in her throat. Claws had started to replace her nails as she had started the process of shifting.
The vampire had not given up on her which had spoken volume to his character. If Rafe had walked away, she would have not chased nor been upset. Though the leopardess had appreciated that he hadn’t. She had opened up enough to stand down and even stepped into his energy field to allow touch had been a milestone. The feline took in the scent of his body, inhaling deeply as she pressed her body against his. For a moment it had brought comfort in the smallest of ways. The feel of his flesh against her cheek had stirred emotions within. Tears welled up in her eyes as they threatened to fall, but she would not allow.
Naomi shook her head against his chest, knowing exactly what her friend meant. She wasn’t ready for that. The mere thought of exposing her burns and gashes had caused her heart to race. The thought of being that vulnerable even in hands that she knew were safe had terrified her. Suddenly, the leopardess felt herself coil within. She had felt small within that moment, but had been unable to move. Stricken with fear, her breathing became shallow. Images of being chained with silver shackles flooded her memory. Her eyes quickly had been taken over by its emerald hue as her emotions had been hiked. Quickly, she had taken a step back as a growl escaped her throat. At that moment she had not been seeing Rafe, but someone else. She kept backing up until the feline had hit the ledge. That thud had shook her soul as the leopardess blinked. Confused, Naomi had looked around as her brow furred.
That instant, Naomi had realized something wasn’t right. Heat rushed to her cheeks knowing she had made a fool of herself. “I...need help..” Her voice had been rough as she felt as if something had been in her throat. Claws had started to replace her nails as she had started the process of shifting.
