Chapter 11

Alexander's eyes widened even more as Eleanor took a step forward to him, her chest heaving, her cheeks now stained with tears.

"Xander..." she started to say, but he took a step back, turning to Conaan.

His eyes had grown cold as he watched the scene unfold before him, willing for Alexander to offer him an outlet for all the anger he had pent up inside.

"You didn't kill her?" Alexander suddenly said, his brows shooting up. He seemed almost like he couldn't believe she was the one, and it wasn't a positive sort of disbelief.

Eleanor's lips parted in hurtful disbelief, and she turned to Conaan, almost as if for help.

Conaan gave a lopsided smile. "That would not be the first thing I say to a woman I claimed to love, Alexander."

Alexander swallowed, then shook his head, his fingers coming to his hair. "No, no. I sure didn't mean it that way. I am so glad she is alive."

Elean