Chapitre 39: Awakener

"Nice." A grin vivid more than his face that was covered half by a fox mask, Lydia could literally feel a sharp shiver running down from her head passing through her spine and then reaching her legs. All her body hair was up like a porcupine. His voice coming more in a child and cheery tone than her assumption after noticing his damn Adam apple and his chiselled perfect body that could match Ethan's. 

She has to control her eyes. It wasn't the right time to stare someone from up to down. He could kill her within seconds if she doesn't get a hold on herself. rather than getting lost over wondering what he looks, it was better to run away. Enough with the jokes and enough with everything, this time the risk was real to the point she could feel death lingering on her head. She cautiously met his eyes looking troubled and sneakily glanced to the side to find a loophole for her escape with Isla since there was no way she was ready to accept her death.