"State your intentions, wolf!"
Instead of answering his question, Remus' azure eyes flickered onto Arabella who knelt by his side, "You didn't come back! Why didn't you come back? Father said you'd come back, but you never did," through many broken coughs, his abused throat had managed to articulate.
"What do you mean?" she muttered.
"You do not speak with her! Answer me!"
To an outside onlooker, Silas appeared the calmest, both his tone and voice steady, he maintained his position, only loosening his grip to allow the boy some breathing room.
She knew otherwise for her body sat so close, the heat his exuded could melt mountains of ice with one wave alone.
But Remus completely ignored the vampire once again to address Arabella, "Was it my fault? Was it something I said?"
His words made no sense to the young woman, "What?" being the only question she'd managed to murmur before Silas took action again.