SKYLA.
A game?
He’s so close, his thundering heart and those brilliant blue eyes are too much. All I can see is him, his scent wreaking havoc with my mind and I suddenly feel as if there is no air and I’m drowning in his rage.
I let out a shaky breath, trying to control my emotions. I exhale, and I’m surprised to see the puff of visible air.
It’s so cold in here? Is a window open?
“He told you.” I state quietly, looking into his eyes.
I don’t even know how to feel about that…
Why would Aleric do that?
He almost smirks, his cold eyes boring into mine.
“Of course he did,” he scoffs. “Why not gloat right?”
“That wasn’t-”
“Whatever it was. The thing is, Skyla… don’t mess me about. You thought since you couldn’t have one brother, why not just have the other? Correct?”
I stay quiet,
