Chapter 16
Alivia's POV
I could have sworn that Landon stopped midway, just as I prayed in my heart that he doesn't kill this Harry elder guy whose lips run wilder than a punctured car tyre.
“What, pumpkin?” He turned from Harry, facing me, with a strange emotion that feels so familiar in his eyes. Is his eyes glistening or am I hallucinating? The things I see when it's involving this man are always preposterous. Harry scampered off to the other elders for his safety. He sat down like he was the victim. I am the victim and I'm not even playing the tricks he's playing.
I watched Landon as he made his way back to his seat, unable to comprehend what just happened. Wed definitely talk about this later but spinning my head around to face the rest of the elders and Mason, they were frozen
