Alec’s deadly gaze shifted from Justin and landed straight on Melissa’s eyes. His expression was unreadable, but the darkness swirling in those bloodshot orbs made Damien’s spine stiffen. He was scared—scared for Melissa, terrified of what Alec might do in this condition. Alec’s hand shot forward, gripping Melissa’s arm again and pulling her close to him. She didn’t flinch, didn’t even blink—she simply looked into his eyes, as if surrendering herself to whatever storm was coming.
Alec smiled. But it wasn’t a smile of joy or relief—it was twisted, agonized, bitter.
“These raised eyes,” he said, voice rough and cracked, “shining with pride… they shine only because you made me do what you wanted.” His grip on her arm tightened. “You make me ready to apologize to your mother. You wanted to w
