Almost!

Lukas leaned in closer to my face and exhaled.

"Tell me, how did you know that I can't feel cold?"

I bit my lip and refused to answer.

He continued advancing, almost planting me on the ground with his glare and overwhelming stance. While I continued to shrink, wanting to look smaller and avoid him however impossible that sounds.

"How did you know any of it? From me being part of the silver wings, and now. Who told you all of them?" He repeated.

He won't give up either, we're both stubborn after all. Times like this will surely make you cry because you can't blame anyone but yourself. You and your mindless rambling And by you, I meant me.

"You won't tell? Shall I make you open your mouth?" He then released his coercion. It enveloped me just as quickly. Heavy and daunting, bringing chills up my spine.