A traitor

"What do you mean?" August got further curious at her words.

He was pulled into this, and directly or indirectly it was going to affect him. And he has the full right to know about himself.

"Does that mean—..." His words were cut off when Azrael pulled him by the collar, "Watch out." Their bodies intertwined with her pining on the tall pine tree behind her.

August was stunned by her sudden grabbing of him. However, Azrael's eyes were not on him, she was alert to her surroundings.

Her eyes were like an eagle, eyeing every tiny detail, from the sound to even gusts of wind.

"Stay back…" Azrael finally focused on him, just to find them being pinned to each other.

She sighed then let out a forced smile glancing into his eyes, "Are we shooting a romance movie?"

"Huh, what?" August blinked a few times at her question who was stunned all this time, more like frozen from the dark. He looked at their position, and pulled himself back," Sorry. No."