A choice had been made.
Mio stepped toward Lykos, whose expression was unreadable, yet those golden eyes betrayed chaotic emotions raging beneath his cold face. She stopped just before him, clutching her trembling hands tightly against her chest, forcing out the words that struggled to leave her lips.
"Lykos, I…"
"Tch."
Lykos abruptly clicked his tongue, his gaze narrowing sharply over her shoulder.
"Did you really think I wouldn't notice your filthy presence? Reveal yourself before I draw my sword, worm."
"Worm?"
Mio spun around sharply, her heart racing at the unfamiliar, resonant voice.
Yet nothing stood there. The doors to the balcony remained open, the silver light of a full moon flooding the room, a gentle breeze brushing past.
Lykos's expression darkened instantly as he moved protectively in front of Mio, extending one arm to shield her.
"Stay close."
His tone was deadly serious, and Mio's breath quickened, her chest tightening in fear.
