Kaelos' POV
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When Marcellus casually commented to Odessa and me that we should go downstairs and dance... I didn't think much of it. It was going to be a harmless dance, nothing serious.
Little did I expect that Celine would walk up to us while we were dancing and "borrow" me from Odessa so she could dance with me.
When my hand held Celine's, it was like holding the hand of an enemy about to stab me in the back.
I knew she was up to something. I could feel it in my guts.
But the question is... What?
"You're distracted." She suddenly muttered, tightening her grip on my shoulder as we swirled around.
Suddenly, Damon brought up a gory suggestion. 'Let me out so I can bite off her head and fling it to her mother.'
I felt the urge to smirk as I responded mentally. 'There will be no biting of heads tonight, Damon. Hopefully.'
As Celine fluttered her eyelids expectantly, I felt a surge of irritation as I stared at her with a stoic expression.
