THE NEXT DAY
"Why are you frowning?" Elijah broke the silence upon putting back his eyes at the vampire who's still sulking.
Hellion used this chance to lean closer to the man. "He's very pissed about that mark, captain." he whispered, then from the side, he saw Neal glaring at him coldly.
He sweetly smiled and cleared his throat. "What's wrong? I'm just telling the truth," Hellion averted his gaze. "You kept on glaring at me since this morning." he mumbled.
Elijah chuckled at them. "You two really have a weird relationship, eh?" he said. "Neal?" he called out. "You know why I called you here, right?"
Neal nodded. "Yes, captain." He clenched his fist under the table and felt the atmosphere turn stiff. There's only one reason, it's about his mark.
