DANIKA
I watch in total disbelief as Bellamy's cockiness vanishes into thin air faster than a mouse being chased by a cat.
"My...my father asked me to, um, to keep tabs..." he stammers, his voice trembling. "...on you."
Holy smokes. Who is he? Where did the big, bad, mischievous Bellamy go?
Before he can finish, Kaziel smacks him on the face. I gasp, flinching back as Bellamy staggers, crimson liquid trickling from his nose. His hands clutch at it instinctively, his eyes wide with shock and pain.
Kaziel leans back slightly, a predator's smirk spreading over his face. "Is my dear uncle that eager to know if I've found my mate?" He drawls.
Now, I understand why Bellamy's bravado vanished with a poof.
Kaziel is...terrifying.
I stay where I am, just close enough to see everything, just
