Chapter 10

FOR A GOOD TEN seconds, all I can do is stare. This can't be happening.

Finally I feel my lips move. "Felix... Lockhart?"

"In the flesh," he says.

I take in the familiar features, looking for some difference which would prove he's just some lookalike having a laugh.

I take in the beautiful, perfect face, vampire-pale skin, high cheekbones framed by dark hair. It's his eyes however that banish any doubts – they're recognizable anywhere.

Intense hazel green with a ring of brown around the pupil, with a few gold flecks near the rim. Cold and cat-like, predatory even – but somehow too beautiful to be real. I've always wondered if they're actually contacts, but up close I can see his eyes are perfectly clear.

No contacts. No Photoshop.

"They're real," I murmur. "Wow".

"What's real?" He asks.

I just stare.

Felix Lockhart is here, standing right in front of me. The real deal, totally legit. Living, breathing, not just in the mag