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Chapter 20: A Visitor In The Night
Chapter 20: A Visitor In The Night
Kraven's threat caused a halt to every action possible, the bystanders refused to breathe or swallow a ball of saliva out of fear of making any unwanted noise.
To openly make a threat was one thing when it came to this alley however from the ravenites was another, it caused a deadly stir no one dared to approach.
Confusion morphed on Rav's features, he half expected Kraven not to say a word because he was never fond of Thornfoot, and engaged quietly upon their exchange but this was certainly surprising.
He couldn't hide his smirk as he coughed softly to grab their attention and disperse the bloodlust thickly in the air. "Thornfoot," he said.
Thornfoot giggled, and the sound mirrored around the alley. "Forgive me I must have spoken out of turn, I shouldn't have spoken at all to be clear. Cabin for three... then so be it" he sniffled, uneasy by Kraven's stare that was no doubt on him. He found it hard to maintain the smug grin plastered on his lips.
Isadora spared a look at Kraven with narrowed eyes before quickly looking away.
"This way kind gentlemen and milady, best get a move on'' he sniffled before leading the way, his head slightly wriggling as he tried to stay collected.
"You'd have ruined our chances of getting off of this Island" Rav whispered with a raised eyebrow.
"He annoys me,'' Kraven replied, picturing ways he could dissect Thornfoot, a nasty individual he wasn't fond of, however, Kraven knew why he was truly agitated.
"Please Krav, no bloodbath anymore or it would be a trail for Aric to follow and that would cause problems"
Kraven replied with a glare. "I'll think about it," he smirks before walking ahead.
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It was dark when Thornfoot boarded them into one of his ships, there was no token needed because of his expertise, as long as his customers paid well he could ship anyone to the ends of the world if they so desired.
It was a stretchy business and only he could pull off with his connections.
Isadora had difficulty breathing properly as Thornfoot led the way, carefully opening the door with a smile.
It was too dark to see, but the large frame told her what she needed. Her heart hammered in her chest and she thought of her chances to reach the door in time.
"Hmm, don't" he spoke with a deep, drowsy voice. "You speak with your eyes too much, you've already given it away"
With a raspy breath, she shifted her gaze and found silver eyes staring back at her, a scene straight out of a nightmare.
"What was it love?" he cooed. "Reach for the door first?"
Isadora gulped as her hand caught a plank behind her, if she pulled hard it might just be a weapon.
"That isn't strong enough to knock me out,"
Her blood ran cold, almost as if he could see through all her actions.
So she read him instead, and gradually her thundering heartbeat bumped to a normal pace and was replaced with calm when she read through his placid poise.
"That's better love, read your enemy first" he relaxed back on the wall and adjusted the candle, and the light cast on his handsome features.
The shadows in a play on his golden-brown skin, the darkness eliminating the dark roots of his hair and merging with the shadow, the glow fortifying on his silver strands.
He looked more like an entity made from the darkness. If darkness could produce a monster it would be him from the depths and be the first thing that swallows anything good whole.
An unwavering smirk plastered on his lips as he looked back at her, unlike a few seconds ago she looked like a scared bunny ready to hop away however she looked calm yet wary.
It amused him more at the thought of what her move would be when he attacked, would she fight or surrender?
He tilted his head to the side scrutinizing her more.
"You want to kill me and at the same time, you do not" Her features were stern and the cold look in her eyes almost forced a laugh out of him.
Her amber eyes were magnificent when the anger and hate bloomed to their fullness. It was certainly something he would feed on.