Chapter 8

I'm still surprised by Laura's comment. Suddenly I feel very uncomfortable. If a kid of her age can guess my feelings, I dare not imagine what her brothers are thinking.

"But... Uh... Not at, I hardly know him, you know..."

Draven coughs discreetly, beside me. I turn to him and meet his amused look. I can't see how to explain my dislike for Lucian to a child of that age. And what's more, she is his little sister! Lucian still has that mocking air that irritates me a great deal. He runs his hand through Laura's hair smirking.

"Be nice to the little thing, okay? We mustn't play with her."

He looks defiantly at Draven who stares back coldly. No, but who does he think he is? He's so pretentious! That nickname he's given me is really contemptuous. And that, I won't put up with it. I clear my throat and tap my fingers on the table to show how annoyed I am. Draven glances in my direction but makes no comment, Lucian just stares, boldly.

"Stop calling me that."

"Okay, little thing." he smirks