His Dark Devotion •The Monster Bride•
Xavier's cold eyes are fixed only on Iris.
But Iris remained motionless, still staring at nothing, her body dripping wet, her skin turned white against the cold air.
His sharp brown eyes instantly stayed on Iris. She sat there like a lifeless statue, drenched, her clothes clinging to her skin.
Her eyes, those hazel empty eyes, never moved, from the floor to look up.
He strode forward, stopping in front of her. For a moment he just simply stands there, towering over her, waiting impatiently but she doesn't even blink or respond.