Chapter 78 : Haggle

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Achilles was a great Greek warrior, 

But he was killed by an arrow,

Shot straight into his vulnerable spot,

his heel.

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"So how do we capture a damn Crocotta?" Zion asked as he sat by me on the red velvet sofa

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"So how do we capture a damn Crocotta?" Zion asked as he sat by me on the red velvet sofa. He leaned forward, his shoulder brushed mine through the thin white cotton shirt he wore.

We gathered in Eros' office; a place totally free of his irritating gas. Pedro sat beside Gwen on our right, a cold glass of water in his hand.

Liam settled on a sofa to our left. His arms were folded, thighs parted as he stared blankly at his feet. The dark shadows beneath his eyes were long gone and he didn't look as stressed as before, rather distracted.

What was he thinking?

He looked up, green eyes locked on mine for a mere moment. Just thinking about him being with Phyllis the past two hours ignited a strange wave of resentfulness. Mostly aimed at Phyllis for some reason.

Have they grown close? Is feeding done on a more intimate level?

His eyes shifted to Zion when he finally responded. "Can't tell at the moment. Not when Wyatt has the Shackles." 

I couldn't shake the feeling of a spy in our midst. It can't be Gwen. She'll never try to hurt Pedro, will she?

I had voiced the matter to Zion, who preferred we remain silent until we were safely alone with Pedro and Liam. My hands fidgeted on my lap, thumb rubbing the greek mark on my inner wrist.

"That reminds me..." Pedro said as he reached into his pocket and brought out what seemed to be a silver anklet. Its width was as thick as a manacle, definitely not one for fashion. He twirled it between his fingers. "Any idea what it does?"

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