Jules' pov
"You don't have anything on me." I told him, making to walk past him before he could respond but he blocked my path again.
"Even you don't believe that. You already looked scared for someone who apparently has no secrets." He drawled and I breathed out slowly, trying to regulate my racing heartbeat.
"If you know my secret; go ahead and tell me." I snapped, breathing a little harder but he only laughed before shaking his head.
"I don't think I need to do that, since you know exactly what I'm talking about." As he spoke, I instantly felt sick to my stomach as I watched his eyes twinkle dangerously.
Could he really know my secret? That I'm currently hiding away here and taking my identity? And that I'm actually a warlock. Could he really know any of that?
He couldn't, could he?