She winced, her pitch black eyes shutting tightly. Totally unsuspecting the strength of this male, Noemi was caught off guard; something she'd been trained for so long not to do.<br/><br/>Finally being able to regain control of herself, she opened her eyes, now an icy blue, matching the males. He smelt of some kind of musk, and a very expensive cologne. She couldn't tell if he was a mere mortal, or something far more sinister. "If you ever." she watched his eyes flash at her, almost tiger like, "Call me a boy i will show you otherwise."<br/><br/>His left hand let go of one of her pinned hands to trail down her face and down her stomach to touch the hem of her shirt. Shivers flew swiftly down her spine; this was the first time she'd been touched by a male in such a way in so long. "So please do not sit there and refer to me as a boy." She licked her pinkish red, full lips. Noemi was intrigued by this male, and very much attracted. "Because you may just regret it." Noemi continued to rest herself against the tree, no longer afraid of the male. She longed to hear just one word being released from his lips. Her animalistic, werewolf side sensed something. It sensed this male would change her life, that this male was important. Yet, she didn't know why or how. "If you ever sneak up on me ...you will just have to be taught a lesson."<br/><br/>She took one step towards him, her index finger poking his chest, as she chuckled to herself. "A lesson...? Well, excuse me Mr.." She hadn't even known the lads name. "Forgive me, Prince, but I do not know your name. Allow me to introduce myself" she bowed gracefully yet politely "I am Noemi Genovese, former Italian royalty, now the scum of the earth". Laughing to herself, she put out her hand. "And you are...?"