Chapter 92 The X Instruments

Ariana’s POV

Immediately Damon disappeared from my line of sight, I went searching for Darko after.

After retracing his peculiar steps, I found myself back at the library. And at the same table where he sat before.

He was there, and his focus were immensely consumed by the book in front of him.

To the normal eye, it would seem nice—motivational, but to me, I found the way his eye pierced the book as if to consume it whole off-putting.

He had successfully created an image of a harmless butterfly, someone unaware of pain and how to inflict it.

He looked like the perfect student and not like the scary creature he really was.

As though he’d heard all my thoughts, he stopped reading and looked up.

Our gazes met.

I stilled.

His eyes were completely blank, dark, scary, boring deep.

I swallowed hard and took a step close.

When I got close enough, I took a seat opposite him and sat down.

“I’ve returned.” I began.

“And no one except for the both of us seated here are aware of this, I believe?”