*Thanatos POV*
I watched her intently from the shadows. My brows furrowed in wonder at her apparent distress. For such a young age, she was rather clever in her own right. She seemed to me like one that could handle herself in any form of danger. But it was better to be safe than sorry.
The little spitfire brought so much enthusiasm and entertainment to my cold and shriveled heart without realizing it. I've just barely spent a week with her, and somehow… somehow she had me wrapped around her little human fingers. With her, my anger was nothing but embers, I felt like my reputation was now soiled for I was known to be cruel and show no mercy.
"If you are going to keep staring from the shadows at least, hide your scent." Aurora's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
"It's good to see you are slowly getting accustomed to your other being," I commented as I strolled inside the room.
She scoffed and muttered a curse under her breath.
