Chapter 169: Boring
Only then did Yvonne's eyes move.
Her gaze left Elias's face and lowered to his throat.
Elias watched her instead.
He wanted to catch even the smallest shift in her expression, anything that might tell him what was moving behind that calm face. Before he could read her, Yvonne stood up and left without a word.
Elias blinked. "Why do I feel like she isn't interested in me at all?"
[System Theta: It really does seem that way…]
Was this where its host finally crashed and burned?
A short while later, Yvonne returned.
The first thing Elias noticed was her hands.
She had put on medical gloves. Blue nitrile, but not the deep, rich blue of the ocean. It was the pale clinical blue printed on pill bottles and disposable hospital supplies, the kind of color that made people think of needles before they knew why.
Elias let fear slip into his eyes.
Young. Skittish. Soft enough to make the cruelty of a wolf's mouth feel inevitable.
Naturally, he did it on purpose.
