Aiden

He was no brother of hers. I could see it. The seething hatred the small human boy had towards me. As if looks could kill, I would be dead. Eric also bared that expression once, a loathing so strong that even his own daughter couldn't be spared by it.

But this wasn't a hatred bourne from kinship ties. Not in the least. He wanted me dead, the aura he carried well past family to the one I always feel at the humans Mininstrial office. But he knew where the wedge of power sat between us. I held the handle of the sword, balancing both their lives meticulously against the blade. One mishap and they could both fall and I bet my fangs, seeingher hurt was the last thing he would want.

I knew neither of them before this, but the hatred each harboured was ridiculous. Though in the swallows case, I've given her more than enough reason to fear me.

Turning my eyes to gaze at her, I took a breath, somewhat agitated with both of them.

"Go back to your room before you regret it." I murmured.

Her