'What's happening to me?' Liam pondered, his gaze locked on Mylla's mesmerizing white eyes. The fragrance of her pink hair wafted around him, intoxicating his senses. She, too, seemed to be studying him with equal intensity.
Struggling to banish thoughts of Mylla's alluring appearance, Liam wondered if her approach mirrored the tactics employed by other faction members in City Thirteen. Was this another ploy to manipulate him?