Chapter 48: RHYDRIC's CORE
Azrael finally shifted, his eyes flicking sideways to Eryx. Sharp and piercing. "What did you do to her?"
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried weight, an edge that cut clean.
Eryx raised his brows, feigning innocence. "Do to her?" He chuckled, the sound light, infuriatingly casual. "I didn't do anything."
Azrael's stare didn't waver. He saw the truth in Athena's flushed cheeks, the way she'd fled the room, the unsteady rhythm of her breath. Something had happened, but he couldn't prove it. He wasn't blind.
But Eryx's grin held steady, sharp and mischievous.
For a long moment, Azrael didn't move. The air between them vibrated with unspoken tension. He could see through Eryx's lie but he didn't press further.
And then, just as suddenly, Azrael looked away. His shoulders shifted, and his tone dropped, almost bitter, calm but cold. "The full moon is coming soon."
