Romeo heard her, he slowly rose to a sitting position, his movements slow and deliberate. He straightened his back, and his chin lifted, raising his face upwards. His unkempt hair which has grown long to his shoulders shrouded his features like a veil. He spoke through his wolf's inner voice because the muzzle was around his mouth.
"А кто ты?" (And who are you ? ) Romeo's question froze that woman in her place, making the hair on her back stand.
"Почему ты выглядишь таким ошеломленным?" (Whydo you look so stunned?)
As he spoke, his eyes gleamed like sapphires in the dim light, illuminating his chiseled features. His face shone like a polished marble, radiant beneath the tangled mess of his hair.
"H-How do you know russian, Father... I mean Mr Salvatore?" she uttered in complete shock, her heart skipped a beat as she gazed into Romeo's mesmerizing eyes.
