Chapter 115. My Uncle

Kael’s POV

My eyes fluttered rapidly, staring at Marcus’s face.

His throat bobbed, “What is happening to you?” He asked, staring at me.

I turned, staring behind me, hoping no one witnessed that; no one did, probably because the cell was not close to the others.

“I don’t know, Marcus. Let’s go,” I said. Without waiting for him to respond, I strode ahead with my hand in my pocket.

I didn’t even know how I did it. I kept discovering strange things about myself. I had never felt so strong. Don’t get me wrong, I was strong, but invisibility and being able to teleport were not things I thought I had. So where were they coming from?

Many thoughts ran through my head as I took a sharp turn to the study. I pushed the door open and slumped onto the couch, my head thrown back at the edge, eyes fixed on the ceiling.

My head darted to the door, watching how Marcus’s narrowed gaze fixed on me as he closed the door with his leg.

“What is it?”