Evienne gasped as he caught her wrist. It wasn't painful but it was tight enough to where she wasn't able to pull away from him. She actually found herself wishing that she had listened to Miah and learned to fight more. Her heart quickened as she was held close to him, just barely touching and locked in a gaze with the witches penetrating gaze.
"I don't" She said, refusing to look away. It wasn't a lie, though her body was reacting differently. It was because he was a witch. He was doing something to her, making her insides hum. "I don't want this. I don't want you. I never will"