Her words hit his nervous ears like the howling of a nightwolf. It was the first time Nexus had heard her speak full complete sentences.
Brows furrowed, and eyes focused, he kept his gaze trained on her. Adoration dogged the corner of his eyes. It was astounding that even in the oppressively dark, gothic, candlelit stone establishment, she still somehow glowed- like coal embers at an incense altar.
". . .what the fuck are you staring at?"
The sound of her snapping voice pulled
Nexus' eyes flickered. Damn, had he been gawking all this while?
"Forgive me, I just thought you would remember me."
Her head tilted slightly to the side; "Why?"
"Well I–"
He stopped abruptly. His dumb ass had failed to realize he was no longer Nexus. He was Ni Yang. And Ni Yang had absolutely zero ties to the Russell Clan. Smiling, he realized this was actually a good thing. He finally got to have a do over. . .
