Chapter 85 Chapter

"Wait, hold on a minute. You've always been this way, have I got that right? That's what you showed us, Lucius?" He looked questioningly at the boy, who nodded his head, seemingly pleased that Harper had understood. "But you never heard the voices before? What changed?" he said to me. Surprisingly, it was Garrick who spoke but his eyes were still wary. "She did. She changed. You changed her," he raised an eyebrow at his brother. "You were the catalyst. By turning her, you awoke whatever had lain dormant inside her since she was concealed here." Harper exhaled deeply. "But you didn't hear the voices straight away?" "No," I admitted. "But it's pretty hard to hear anything when all you can think about is feeding and whether or not you can break your maker's neck because you despise him so much." I smiled wryly, maybe the first smile I had mustered in days. "The darkness is like fog," Lucius said, shuffling over to where we sat, forming a tight circle. "Like the really thick f