Chapter-211

[Zeve’s POV]

His footsteps kept getting louder and louder. He stood right outside the alley. The yellow light behind him coming from the street lamps created his black silhouette.

I kept my head low, partially eclipsed by the hood. I saw his shoes as he stood in front of me.

I tightened my grip on the dagger beneath my robe.

He reached out to my hood.

“Why were you crying earlier?” A familiar voice reached my ears.

He placed his palm on my cheek under the hood of my robe and traced my eyes with his thumb as if he was wiping off my non-existent tears.

I tightened the grip over my dagger, my heart pulsating against my chest.

His icy touch wasn’t scary, but that wasn’t a strong enough reason for me to not kill him.

I grabbed his neck. Twirled him around. By the end of the twirl, I teleported both of us in an abandoned meadow somewhere in the forests of Arginieth. I slammed him on the ground, pinning him on the grass as I sat astride him.

“Who are you? Why were you following me?” I ask