Chapter IV
“LET HER GO,” THE MAN urged, probably guessing I was considering walking by him and making a run for it. “She’ll be fine.”
The man, tall and on the thin side, with long, dark hair that somehow reminded me of Anukh, looked down at me. He lacked Anukh’s grace and mesmerizing presence; he was more on the domineering side, demanding obedience, not respect. Yet his voice was incredibly warm, the complete opposite of his looks and manner of carrying himself.
“Who are you?” If I did as he bid, I should at least know who was calling the shots.
“Magnus,” he said simply.
“Magnus? Wow, you came to Earth? Didn’t think Anthony having me turned would be such a big deal to Ankhsis. Okay, I’m now one of the only remaining first generation baseborns, but still.”
His smile brought my rant t
