Electra holds his gaze. Anders' jaw ticks, anger flashes in his eyes and he looks away. Electra's gaze drops. Only anger and hate towards her fills his gaze.
“Nikas. I hear you're getting out. How come? You bend over good for one of the wardens?” Hector taunts, the mocking grin still plastered on his lips.
Nikas hisses and looks away in irritation. Electra glares at him and mouths a curse his way.
Hector is quick to catch Electra's glare and lips moving.
He turns to her, directing his attention at her. His gaze lingering on her lips. Something flits through his eyes as he appraises Electra.
“And it's the beautiful sister. Been a long while.” Hector drawls his words seductively.
Anders squints. Sister?
Electra looks away, the sight of Hector makes her anger boil over.
“Fire.” Hecto
