Fifty: The Calm Before the Storm

Enzo's cabin

Krista's pov

I stared at Lucian and I felt my heart stopped. He looked as pretty as the last time I saw him. None of us spoke for awhile now. My breath formed smoke as I exhaled nervously. I could hear Enzo gritting his teeth but my eyes remained on Lucian.

The wind died down and only the night insects made noises.

Why?

Why was he here now?

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Enzo's pov

Who the f*ck is this prick? How did he get past the guards and the electric fence?

I stared at Krista who seemed transfixed at the guy. Her eyes were shinning.

Tears?

Why would she be crying?

I turned my attention to him again. He looked strong and intimidating at the same time—a very good looking guy. He simply stood there , he's not doing anything but the air around him felt thick. It was as if a weird aura oozed out of him. I gulped and tried to find my voice again.

"I'm asking you one last time pal, who are you and how did you get here?"