Elliot POV
Ciaran was sneering at himself in the mirror, looking at me with his bright crimson eyes with utter disdain. He tried to keep things between us cordial, but even though I've been beside him for over a century- I didn't trust a single ounce of this man's presence. He was my brother, but even though we were of the same lineage- we couldn't be more different. And yet I served him dutifully. Awaiting the right time to strike. What is it they say? Keep your enemies closer? When he realized I could see the embodiement of contempt plastered on his face, he scoffed.
“Elliot, how long does my mate need to be in the presence of her fated before her full powers are to come forth?” He grumbled under his breath.
“At least a few days, My Lord. Her full power will ignite, depending on the
