Chaos

A smirk played on his lips as he slowly turned his gaze from the arrow to meet my eyes.

“That was impressive,” he looked.... surprised.

More like horrifying, but yes, totally impressive.

“Holy shit, are you okay?”

I ran towards him as he remained as still as a statue. I suppose if someone just damn near killed me with an arrow to the heart, I’d probably be frozen too.

“Physically, I’m fine,” he chuckled, flipping the arrow back to me in a fluid motion to grab from his hand. His eyes were no longer dancing with ink, they were nearly solid black. Was his Lycan angry with me?

“I didn’t expect to hit you. Or I guess I didn't mean to almost kill you. I don't know what I was thinking.....”

My heart was racing for an entirely different reason now. Guilt. I could have killed him. If he wasn’t prepared to stop that arrow, it would have pierced his heart. Even a royal Lycan would be mortally wounded from a blow like that. Not to mention the star tipped arrows that I used wer