Chapter 40

Anna was scared to death by the vicious look in Lucian's eyes. There was something about the fiery color of his eyes that could make anyone's knees buckle.

She had expected him to, maybe, hit Horace hard, or reprimand him, or anything that wasn't delivering such a vicious bit on his neck. Horace wasn't dead yet, but he seemed as good as dead as he lay on the floor with his eyes wide open, which depicted how he was yet to recover from the shock of the sudden attack.

Lucian's ferocious fangs retracted and his eyes were normal once again, as he wiped the blood off from the sides of his mouth. The way he looked at Horace made it clear that he wasn't done yet. He walked closer to him and crouched right where he lay in pain.

The doors at the other end of the room suddenly opened, with some people coming through it in their direction. That made Anna recall the fact that Lucian hadn't come through the door. How on the edge of the blue moon had he suddenly appeared behind Horace and brought hi