Crown of Embers - Academy of Whispers
"You don't own me," I spat, as my cheeks flushed with heat. "No?" he challenged, his hand brushing my waist, a touch so light it made my skin tingle. "Then why haven't you walked away yet?" My hands trembled, and I hated the way my pulse betrayed me, hammering in my chest. "Because I'm not afraid of you," I said, my v...