His long white fingers drummed over the piano erratically, mind jumbled. Aro had caught onto it, eyeing him suspiciously whenever he walked past. He was so sure he knew, he knew how he lusted for her blood, her attention, though he wasn't quite sure why he felt so...abnormal after he took in her body.

She was quiet as she entered, but not so quiet that she would have gone unnoticed had Alec not have been so wrapped around his music. His eyes practically glaring at the keys,mere brows knit in concentration.

He stopped when he caught her beating heart drumming uncomfortably in his ear. His throat not burning but constricting slightly.

"You play beautifully," she said quickly, leaving no room for him to say a single word as she continued. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sneak up on you, it's just I heard-" She was interrupted not by words but a rough laugh, she thought it he was making fun of her.

"You, sneak up on me?" Her innocence was charming, rather then the annoying figment that seemed to occupy within every human. "Do you really have no sense of danger?" His tone was light and airy, but his mind once again felt compelled to conjure images of Felix catching her scent, and silencing her screams by draining her of every single drop.

"Not of you, no." She said simply, her eyes narrowed as she walked closer. Observing his eyes closely, her intuition telling her to stay away, he was a wolf.

A lion.

But her curiosity beckoned her forward, and closer. Her heart drumming as she caught his scent. And when she flicked a clump of hair out of his eyes, he was certain it had stopped. Her breathe seemed to cease, and his motor skills seemed to dissolve, succumbing to the fact that he no longer needed to breathe.

"Aro wants me here, and so long as he does I will not become the meal." Her shoulders were pinned back, a quick image of his cold hands hands caressing the smooth, burning hot skin of her shoulders. As they lingered along the crevice of her waist, her heart beat erratic as he looped his arms around her thin body, the heat almost felt like he was burning.

"What was the name of the song you were playing?" It was her voice that snapped him out of his daydream, and he was sure that if he could, he would blush. For a split second he seemed to forget every thing Aro had taught him about humans. For when he looked at the thin girl, he seemed to forget her origin entirely. She was not vile, expendable, and weak. But rather beautiful, as beautiful as any vampire if not more. Kind, her eyes never accusatory of the hell he had brought her in, but rather distant.

And that was more kindness than he had ever been given by anyone in his entire life.

"Claire de Lune, would you like me to teach you?" The words had been involuntary for if he had thought them out perhaps he would not have said them. It was so compulsive, and in his mind the timing was all wrong. This was the first in many nights that she had seen and spoken to him.

He was embarrassed,

So embarrassed, that he could hardly look at her. But he was so glad, that he had been able to rouse all the bravery he had every possessed. Because in that moment the most incredible thing happened, her lips pulled apart, revealing a dazzling row of teeth. Two of which were only slightly crooked, her face glowed with happiness. So much happiness his silent heart swelled with foreign emotions he hadn't felt for a very, very long time.

And it was in that moment that he realized he was madly, passionately, and deeply in love with her.

His ice cold worst brushed against hers, his arm unnaturally still as he guided her own. Her confusion intermingling with the fathomless pit of curiosity and attraction. She had not yet told Eleazer of their lessons, while Aro suspected nothing. He seemed to busy with his marital affairs, it seemed his wife had another fit of how he was never present and pleasant at the same time.

Corin had visited several times, and was getting quite exhausted.

"Alec can I ask you a question?" A slight nod shortly followed after he gently brushed her fingers with his own guiding her very gently.

"Why is it that Eleazer's eyes are gold and not red?" Like yours, had been left out. He had been very kind towards her, even offering his precious time to keep her amused. She had no idea he was giving up his time to keep her hidden. The longer she stayed in this room that was seldom visited, perhaps he could keep her safe.

His love seemed to be his second motivation, weaving into his decisions. The question itself set him on edge, it was not for the first time that he wanted her to love him as much as he did for her. He didn't want her to see him for what he truly was.

"Eleazer prefers animal blood, in comparison to the other." He couldn't bring himself to elaborate what the 'other' in that sentence referred too, though he had complete confidence that she was intelligent enough to venture a correct hypothesis.

"Well I know that," she seemed slightly irritated, her brow creasing only slightly as he redirected her hand swiftly to the proper key once again. "But why? Is it a chemical reaction, or is there something that animal blood lacks in comparison to human blood?"

To say he was taken back by her question, would be an understatement. He had never onion anyone who seemed so curious as to how things worked, or in his own life.

"Animal blood, is like living off of vegetables for the rest of your life. You start to show prominent deficiencies in certain vitamins, and our eye color reflects on what we 'eat'." His gaze flashed over her, trying to make certain she still remained and showed no sign of absolute disgust. After all this was a very morbid subject. Her eyes were bright, as she soaked in every word he uttered. "My eyes are red, because human blood runs through my veins. Albeit it may not be my own, it completes our 'food pyramid' per say, it makes us stronger." A long pause filled the air, his hand brushing at first, and then engulfing her own as he placed it on top of hers.

"Does that answer your question?" The heat of her hand radiated into his palm, it didn't burn as he had imagined, but rather felt like a warm blanket. His weight pressing into her soft flesh. She made no attempt to push away or even move.

"No not really, but I enjoyed watching you struggle."