Chapter Sixty-Nine

Chapter Sixty-Nine

Zeke

This was totally unexpected.

“What do we do?” Mirah whispered to me, her eyes still trained on Tyler who was still transforming.

His hair darkened like the color of the inky black night, and his fangs retreated. His muscles doubled in size, giving him the look of a giant.

“We have to be on alert.” I whispered.

I stared closely at Tyler, and what he was doing revealed itself naturally to me. Probably one of the powers of a Source Architect.

“I gave you many chances, Zeke. But you blatantly disregarded them,” Tyler laughed loudly.

It was the first time he'd regarded me as ‘Zeke,’ and not as ‘young prince.’

I glanced at Kai who noted my signal, and shadowed the others to where we were standing.

Swallowing, I closed my eyes.

‘Mirah, can you hear me?’ I delved into her consciousness.

She jolted, but didn't turn to me.

‘How did you do that?’ She asked.

‘I’m your mate, so it's natural now.’ I chuckled.

‘Now, don't turn. Keep an eye on his movements.