C45 Chapter Forty-five

“Are you okay?”

“Yes.”

“Isobelle-”

Belle slapped Nikolai's hand the moment it made contact with her skin. The part of her brain that was in charge of self-defense recognizes Nikolai as danger and has its guards up. “Don’t touch me, and please stay away from me.”

“Sorry. It’s just that your cheeks are so red. Are you okay?”

She is fine. Nothing's wrong with her body