Chapter 79

AXL Alexandros is pacing his study and runs a hand through his hair while muttering in Greek. We got back from Silver Vale a few moments after him, and he summoned us in here as soon as we set foot through the door. I’ve never seen him so rattled before, and it’s unnerving. “I don’t understand why Meg having her heart ripped out would be an attempt to implicate you, Professor?” Ophelia says, her nose wrinkled in confusion. “Surely you are not the only vampire ever to have committed such a crime?” He stops pacing and stares at her, and there is a look of something like regret etched on his face. But I know that can’t be right because my sire is made of granite. He is sure and iron-willed, leaving no space for all-too-human emotions like regret or guilt. Alexandros’s eyes don’t leave Ophelia’s face. “To tear out a witch’s heart …” His tongue darts over his bottom lip. “In ancient times, witches believed that their hearts were the root of their power.” His eyes flicker over her face as th