Chapter Three

                                    

                                          
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Word Count: 1957
                          
~Faye
                          
I wait for him to react. I refuse to make a move. 
                          
He doesn't say a word, which makes sense. The silence is split with the rain hitting my windows, as he rhythmically runs his gloved right index finger up and down the side of the blade. I'm not sure what he's waiting for, but right now, I'm at his mercy. 
                          
My entire body trembles. I can't leave. He'll kill me. I can't call for Cal. He'll kill me. If I stay here and watch him, waiting for him to make a move, he will still kill me. 
                          
Right now, I have no option. 
                          
"I don't understand," I breathe, my voice raspy, tangling in with the sound of the rain outside. "Why do this?"
                          
I'm not sure what I'm wanting out of this conversation. There is no way he's going to talk back to me, since he's a Silent, trained to never open his mouth to anyone. He would rather die for his cause then even acknowledge me for a second. At this point, I'm just buying time, while my mind clambers to think of a way to get out of this. 
                          
The man glances up at me. Through his dark strands of hair, are eyes of pure obsidian to match. My blood runs cold at the sight of them. Is this what pure evil looks like, wrapped in a spectacular body. 
                          
"It just doesn't make sense to me, how someone can take another person's life, just because they want the best for their Alpha," I continue. 
                          
He watches me, not saying a word. 
                          
"And with knives," I say, swallowing as my gaze drifts down to the blades glinting brilliantly on his thighs. "It just seems so cruel."
                          
As the Silent sits there, carefully regarding me, I have to admire the discipline. Not a single sound comes from him. No rustle of clothes, no exhale or inhale. It's as if a barrier lies between us, letting this assassin sit there comfortably, without worry of having me hear a word from him. 
                          
"Did he even tell you anything about me? When Kael taught you, did he explain why? Or did you agree to give yourself a purpose in life?" 
                          
I don't expect an answer. I just want him to think it through, because I know for a fact that he's doing that right now. Due to his unrelenting staring, I assume he's not going to put this to an end until he's satisfied with something. At this point, this is no suicide mission. He has plenty of time to off me and escape, however, he just sits there on the edge of my bed, not moving an inch. 
                          
I decide to test my luck, stepping forward with a shaky step, making my way to my dresser. He doesn't make a move to stop me. I still pause though, my hand resting on the polished wood. 
                          
"My father built this for me. It was for my young self, however, I don't have the heart to replace it," I admit honestly, running a finger over the carved pattern with my name on it. It's pretty cursive, done by my skilled father. 
                          
I risk a glance at the Silent. There's no change in expression, so I continue. "He passed away from illness a few years ago. There's never a day where I don't miss him."
                          
My voice is low. If it was any higher, Cal would hear, and I would be done for. First, I want a single reaction out of this Silent. 
                          
"I admire your resilience. I would never be able to keep my mouth shut like you can," I say with a faint smile. "I have a tendency to talk until I've dug my own grave. You probably know that already."