(Amaia)
My heart almost shatters my chest and springs out when we are left alone in the library and Alnitak fully turns to face me. His hands land on my thighs and he slowly pulls me closer.
Sparks dance everywhere he touches, and even the air seems to have become charged between us.
My eyes dip and stare at his arms, the sleeves of his uniform have been pushed up, revealing muscled skin lined with protruding veins that make my mouth water.
Emotions swirl in his golden orbs, he gulps before speaking, "I didn't know. What happened to your family?" Seems like he has a soft heart. Whatever grievance he has been holding has disappeared.
I snatch my gaze away from him and lower it. No one can know the truth about my family. No one will understand. The Fae magic was blamed for the Apocalypse and I would be killed just like others of my kind.
No matter who acts like they care, I have to be very careful.
