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Chapter Three

Alec looked up at Felix, spotting his ruthless glare, and he couldn't help but flinch from the mountainous vampire's harsh gaze. Somehow, he knew Felix was going to make him pay for using his gift on him, it was clear in the dark expression of his eyes and his rigid posture. Obviously, he didn't like people taking advantage of him. But it wasn't Alec's fault he didn't know he could do that. When he was human it had been different, it had been a light mist that encircled him and only brought people within a one-meter radius down in a sleepy state...But it had never covered the whole room. And it was never quite as powerful as it was just then.

Blinking, Alec dropped his gaze from Felix, slight fear coiling in his gut. "Follow me." Felix growled quietly, his deep, stony voice breaking the tense silence between them. Then he walked out of the room without looking back to see if Alec was following or not.

Might as well get this over with… The small male twin thought as he followed Felix, walking behind him, keeping a distance between them. Felix made him uneasy. He seemed almost…unpredictable. Guarded—too guarded to seem trustworthy. His eyes told no story besides that of cold indifference, and he was daunting in his composure. Threatening, almost.

Alec stared in awe at all the beautiful paintings of landscapes decorating the walls of the long dark hallway they were passing down. Peeking briefly into rooms with wide-open doors, he was amazed at the elegant furniture and the raw magnificence of this place. He turned his head to look at Felix's back, and then tried to feel Jane through their bond. Sensing her presence eased his worry slightly, and he smiled when she eagerly reached out to embrace him with an emotional hug that nobody but twins could understand. He hugged her back quickly, and then withdrew when Felix's silent gliding—which was odd compared to his hulking size—paused by a large mahogany door.

Alec's POV

I glanced at it, and then up at him, but he didn't meet my eyes as he swung open the entry and stepped inside without a word. Apprehensively, I followed, gazing around.

The room was large. Little light hit the cool stone floor, but weak streams filtered through the windows high above us. Still figures weaved themselves through the shadows, and I realized they were wooden rafters lacing themselves across the ceiling. They were like a network of tightropes. Felix noticed my stare upwards, but his cold expression didn't change. Neither did his voice.

"Shadows are handy when you need to conceal yourself, and being above your opponent can give you an advantage, if you use it wisely." I dropped my gaze to look at him, but he turned away, stalking to a faraway corner of the room. "A practical fact; you would be wise to remember it."

I nodded nervously, waiting for him to make his move. I knew he wanted me to pay, but I wasn't sure when. I watched his movements for a little while before looking around the room, trying to figure out where I could run and hide, or make a quick escape. I glanced at him and studied him, obstinately trying to find the funny person Demetri said he could be...But I couldn't find anything.

"I pity you." I thought—or, at least I think I thought it. But it wasn't until he spun around to look at me with such raw fury, did I realize that I had said it aloud.

I blanched and took a step back, but since I wasn't used to how fast I could be, I suddenly hit the wall with a bang. I had to admit, I was now officially scared for my life. Why can't you just keep your mouth shut Alec? I thought to myself, just as he got closer. His movements were slow and graceful, as if he were taunting me with my nearing death, because the expression in his eyes said it all: I'll kill you.

I glanced around, trying to find a way out, really wishing he would move quickly instead of drawing it out. It made him more intimidating this way, and I was left wondering why I did pity him. Had he suffered so much that it made him so guarded, so cold? I could tell by the way he shielded himself that he must have suffered a lot, but that was no reason to close yourself off from other people. Maybe he had suffered alone...I, at least, had Jane to help me through the torment I endured.

I looked at Felix with unmasked sympathy, which only worked to make him more angry.

I was officially going to die…

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