Chapter 42 - Crossroads and T-junctions

They pulled apart to breathe.

Her grip on his shirt loosened then her forehead creased in a frown, observing something.

"Your heart."

"What about it?"

She reach out and levelled a finger slightly underneath his nostrils.

"You are bre-breathing?! I thought--"

"Oh, that." He nodded lightly in understanding.

"Is is because you are a Pureblood? That's why you can do all that?"

"No," he chuckled lightly. "It's an illusion."

"Illusion," she repeated flatly.

"Yes," he took her hand pressing it against a part of his chest where his heart should be beating beneath.

Her eyes widened in awe.

She couldn't feel anything this time.

She placed a finger underneath his nostrils as she had done before.

Nothing.

"Oh my goodness."

Then it returned back to normal.

An illusion!

"So every vampire can do this?"

"Yes, it is the way we live undetected in the human society."

"Why don't you do the same illusion thing with your cold skin?"