The moment the words left her mouth, Jenna wanted to slam her head against the wall.
Idiot.
Why did you talk?!
Because, De Warden's head snapped toward the direction of her voice, eyes sharpening instantly with killing intent.
There was absolutely no confusion in them.
Jenna froze.
Great.
Just great.
She had practically handed him a direction compass.
For a few seconds, neither of them moved.
Then, slowly, the bloodlust subsided and the corners of his lips lifted.
"So you're still here."
Jenna pressed her lips together.
Say nothing. Say absolutely nothing.
De Warden straightened from his chair and began walking directly toward the spot where her voice had come from.
Jenna's heart jumped into her throat.
Oh no.
She immediately tiptoed sideways, moving as slowly as possible.
One step.
Two.
The room suddenly felt very small.
De Warden stopped where she had been standing moments ago. He tilted his head slightly, studying the empty air.
