Chapter 23; What the hell was Zeke

Tyler and Ramon stared at the duo as they entered Alexia’s room. "You know, Zeke was... different," he said, his voice unusually serious. “Nothing could rile him up this much, he's always calm and relaxed whenever Adrian or anyone does something but now...and I’ve never seen him hold back like that or even be able to snap out of his bloodlust"

Ramon's expression was unreadable. "And all it took was a kiss."

Tyler let out a low whistle. "Yeah, man. A kiss—can you believe it? The guy who doesn’t even flinch when people beg for their lives?" He shook his head in disbelief.

Ramon exhaled, setting his cup down. "Zeke’s changing."

Tyler nodded slowly. "And it’s because of Alexia."

A silence settled between them, heavy with unspoken thoughts.

"But I gotta say," Tyler continued, a small grin playing on his lips, "for someone who just got attacked and almost died, that girl’s got guts”