Zane's POV~
But just then, Alfie started moving toward me.
His expression had shifted.....now far from anything gentle or kind. It was the same terrifying look he wore the very first day I arrived here.
Cold, dangerous and monstrous.
Instinctively, I began stepping backward, fear clutching at my chest. My movements faltered, and before I could steady myself, my foot slipped.
I lost my balance.
With a harsh thud, I hit the ground hard.
Alfie didn't stop.
He kept advancing until he was right in front of me, then knelt down, leaning in so close I could feel the heat of his breath graze my cheek.
"Don't ever try something like this again, Zane," he said, his voice low and intense. His tone carried a quiet but unmistakable threat, and it sent a cold shiver down my spine.
He held my gaze for a moment longer.....unmoving, unreadable.
