Amelia pushed backward when the man approached her. Pain left her unable to stand up. Her back had collided with the floor so hard and the effect caused her head to spin.
The man finally towered above her, with a staggering tall height. He wasn't as tall as Cullen but still, she cowered at the sight of his height. The man before her was tall and aggressive, with an intense blood lust oozing out of him, while Cullen was staggering tall, and gentle with her.
Fear consumed Amelia, and she backed away. "Trust me, you'd hate it if you hurt me further. So now that I'm still merciful, get your things and leave,"
Surprisingly, her voice came out sharp, strong, and authoritative. Unlike how she imagined her frightened self to sound.
The intruder before her lifted a scary smirk at her words. The scar on the side of his face lifted strangely and the strange expression resulted in an ugly smile.