---ARES POV---
The gravity of her words, the determination in her face, it quietly stuns me into submission for a brief moment. Is it possible that I have not one, but now two killers in my midst who share a similar penchant for bloodlust? And just as his face crosses my mind alongside
hers, I hear Dorian's carriage arrive and I can even smell Reager's scent before he get in. It
steals the intense moment away and we both look up.
Moments later, Reager, dressed casually in a pair of dark-colored jeans and blue shirt, comes outside to join us. He drops the letter he must have received on his way in from Tobias the coffee table and says, "You might want to have a look at that." Then he
glances at Avalon momentarily. "You look nice in my clothes, by the way."
I glare at Reager from the side, but bite back my jealousy before either of them notice.
