Page 112 of The Blairville Legacies

Adrian looked more and more displeased.

“I’m serious, girl. Who sent you?”

I pressed my lips together tightly.

These guys weren’t just weird. They were completelyderanged. Probably, the three of them were on some dangerous luxury drug that completely clouded their brains.

Adrian eyed me insistently.

What did he want to hear from me? That I had deliberately overheard them?Hardly.

“Let go of me!” I shouted a little louder.

“Let go of her, Adrian. We can’t do anything here,” the blond finally said.

At leastsomeonewho didn’t want to commit acompletecrime.

“Don’t let her go now, Adrian,” the brown-haired guy demanded.

If I got out of here, I’d go straight to the Blairville police.

“Well, I can help her a little...” the brown haired continued. And there was that grin again. What an asshole.

I tried to wiggle out of this again, but Adrian wouldn’t let go. He looked at his buddy.

“No, Miles. Nothere. They can smell us.”

They cansmellus?

Okay, whatever they had taken, it had to have been something very strong.

This Miles touched my wrist with his oddly cold hand, but the blond pulled it away. “You don’t want to do that, Miles.”

And then I saw Miles’s eyes. They wereglowing.Red.

My heart stopped, and I started to wiggle, to which Adrian held me even tighter.

“Damn it, Miles!”

The blond pulled him back completely.

“You’re right, she does smell a lot stronger than the others...” Miles murmured slightly absently, then backed up even further and squinted his eyes.

Adrian looked back at me and fixated my gaze.

“You’re not going to...” the blond inquired, confused.

“She’s witnessed too much.”

He looked at me more closely and I suddenly felt warm.

My skin started to tingle. Why was I suddenly so hot?

“What are you going to do?” I asked, and the fear seemed to fight its way up again.

His eyes seemed to pierce me. Those deep dark eyes... Until they suddenly turned reddish. Like Miles’, except fine veins were added, stretching around his eyes to his cheeks and temples.

I flinched and stared at him. So, he did. His irises were still partially brown, but the individual fibers were slowly turning reddish.

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