It was not just his touch that made her turn cold, though his iced fingers should have been enough.<br/><br/>"And what would you know of such things? You have no scent to leave you are but a machine built with one perpose and this is not it....<br/>I am not yours to take, nor shall I ever be."<br/><br/>Her body tensed ready to flee as soon as he released his grip which he surely must have to do.