AVELORA
“Khyrix?” I called carefully. Had I pissed him off?
He didn’t answer. My heart dropped when I saw his eyes. It wasn't him, they were glazed over. There was no warmth in that gaze, no comfort. Instead, I saw...
... Fear?
It ran through him in violent waves, so intense that his entire body seemed locked in place, every muscle drawn painfully tight as if he were holding himself together by sheer force. My smile faded.
“Khyrix…” I said again, softer this time.
A sound rumbled from his chest, low and rough, and every hair on my body stood upright. it sounded like something trying to claw its way out of him.
My breath caught, and instinctively, I tried to lean back to look at him properly. His grip tightened immediately.
“Don’t.”
The word came out strained, almost broken, like s
