Chapter 284
He carried himself with a subtle arrogance, head held high, his voice steady with the tone of someone accustomed to command. He gave off the feeling of a noble from his conduct. He was more mature than kids his age should be.
Too composed. Too measured.
A chill crept up her spine as the inconsistencies stacked higher, her suspicion solidifying with every memory. Everything was fishy about him now that she thought carefully.
The human mind wasn't this controlled—not in battle, not in near-death.
'Wait…' her breath hitched. 'No. It couldn't be.' And yet, every instinct screamed at her—whispered a horrifying possibility.
A possibility she didn't dare put into words.
'What if he wasn't human at all?'
'What if… he was one of them?'
Could he be one of them—a demon cloaked in human scent? She shook her head, doubting her own senses. Was he actually a demon? Not a pure human?
