Ti seed to have stopped. Diana’s rapid breathing was the only sound in the suffocating silence.
She had closed her eyes when she saw he was going to punch her, but no matter how long she waited for the blow, it never ca.
She thought maybe it was because she was nervous, and seconds now seed to be like minutes.
She was scared to open her eyes, but the more she waited, the more suffocating and scary it beca.
She slowly pried her eyes open, her breath hitched. His blow was just hovering a few inches away from her face.
Lucian’s head turned slowly to see who dared hold him back. When his gaze landed on the person, a relief crossed his face, but it didn’t soften.
"Dimitri," he called out sternly, as if he were reprimanding a subordinate.
"Lucian, let go of her," Dimitri struggled to hold him back.
’Lucian? Who is that?’ Lucian thought to himself.
"When did you start telling what to do?" His voice was so calm, but the aura spilling from him made the temperature drop.
Dimitri looked at him with confusion. Lucian had never talked to him in that manner. He also didn’t have this attitude and aura. The only person who could do this...
Dimitri quickly let go of his hand, a look of fear flickered across his face. He quickly bowed his head as he continued to contemplate if this was really what he was thinking.
Lucian’s nose flared. ’How dare he disrespect ?’ His hand left Diana’s neck, who imdiately slumped to the ground, before gripping Dimitri’s own.
"How insolent," he drawled with a distasteful click of his tongue.
He lifted Dimitri up with his hand, his angry gaze staring into his fearful ones.
Diana coughed blood as her hand shakily rubbed against her throat. She gazed at the person who had saved her, and how his legs were dangling mid-air.
Her eyes darted to the door. She could escape, or she could help him. But that didn’t an either of them would survive. ’I have failed my ancestors,’ she thought inwardly.
She tried to stand up, but her body betrayed her. She decided to crawl to the door. If she managed to escape, she would get him help.
When she got to the door, she glanced one last ti at the man again, etching his features into her mory: black raven shoulder-length hair, amber eyes, sharp nose, and well-chiselled jaws.
"Please live," she mouthed silently, not sure whom the prayer belonged to.
The mont her hand reached for the doorknob, Lucian snapped his head towards her. A smirk ford on his lips. He would let her escape for now. It would be more fun to hunt her. He would let her think she was free, only to be caught by him again. Oh, how he loved to see fear in his prey’s eyes.
Lucian turned his attention to Dimitri. He was the most important specin here. He tilted his head slightly to the side, watching Dimitri with disappointnt. Dimitri tried to say a word, but for so strange reason, he could not say anything. Was it because he was surprised, or choking? But he could only stare at his face in astonishnt. He was finally back.
"So dumb," he uttered with distaste, before he threw him into the wall.
Dimitri coughed as the wall shook behind him. He quickly crawled on his knees, bowing with his head face down. "My lord... welco back," he greeted, blood dripping from the corner of his lips.
Lucian walked slowly around him. He looked at him as if he wanted to skin him alive. "Who is Lucian?"
Dimitri raised his head slightly, his eyes sparkling with fear and admiration. He had finally awakened. Now all they had to do was get the marked one, and his lord could ascend again and take his rightful place.
Dimitri flinched. The air itself seed to grow colder. "Are you deaf?" Lucian’s voice sliced through him like a blade.
"Forgive , my lord... you are Lucian." He swallowed.
Lucian arched his brow. "How?"
"When you gained your human form, I was surprised that you had no mory of your past when I ca to congratulate you," Dimitri replied.
Lucian casually walked back to the bed. He sat with his legs crossed, his cold, fiery eyes locked on Dimitri, who was still kneeling with his gaze down.
"Look at ," he ordered.
Dimitri raised his head, his gaze eting that of his lord.
"Tell more about this Lucian—I an... ," he drawled with an interested look.
Dimitri pressed his lips into a thin line. It seed like their mories were being separated. His lord could not rember the things that Lucian had experienced, and Lucian could not rember anything about his old self.
If he told everything about Lucian to his lord, especially about Olivia, he would imdiately go and hunt her down. Cold sweat began to form at the back of his neck. The cold stare he was getting made everything more difficult.
"Lucian is a version of you... who is very kind, loyal, powerful, cold, and selfless," he answered in the most awkward way, that even an imaginary crow flew away across their heads.
Lucian blinked his eyes, before using his finger to clean his ear, to be sure he heard well. "And?" he finally lost his temper and snapped at him.
"And he ca to the Survivor Academy to find evidence about the higher-ups in the school colluding with so of the transford monsters. There have been a high number of monsters dying, and their cores and liquid missing," he said in a rush, ending up gasping for air.
"Monsters? Academy? What are those?" Lucian asked with a frown.
"When you were banished to this dinsion, you accidentally opened another dinsion which led to monsters invading this realm. Now your success lies with monsters. The more they die, the fewer chances you have to get back to our realm," Dimitri’s voice turned grim.
Lucian’s lip curled. "Then I suppose... I’ll have to make them stop dying."
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