Chapter 53

She smiled wanly. She still could n't look me in the eyes. For a pithy moment, I had the appetite to coerce her to look at me. Why was she consequently hysterical ? The edge jokes soaked a little sharper. Was she bothered I'd changed? That I'd come like Khalifa ? Cold dread flushed through me. ' Oh God " She lowered at me as I bolted to the glass and hauled the shirt off. Turning to look over my shoulder I tried to know each and every edge as it palpitated. I chorded my cognizance, my eyes and my teeth but nobody appeared nonidentical. ' What 're you appearing for? " ' Changes. " ' What kind of changes? " ' To know if I 've come one. " ' Come one what? " ' A shark! " I snarled, probing in my mouth for the faintest hint of a fang. She raved a chuckle. ' Adam, you 're not a shark. " ' How the Hell would you see? " I snarled, feeling along my shoulder steels to know if any bones were abruptly poking through. ' I 've discerned the gesticulations before. She has n't changed you.