Chapter 41: A dinner date [3]
’So, why did you run away?’ those words repeated in Knox’s head over and over. He was speechless. Not from the fact that he couldn’t find an answer, but from the expression he witnessed crossed Azrael’s eyes.
He looked conflicted about something.
He lowered the spoon and fork back to the plate, then hid his hand under the table. He looked at them as he fiddled with his fingers. His eyes stared blankly, tracing every movement he made.
Why did he run away? Knox asked himself. The answer was obvious. He parted his lips to convey it to the man sitting before him, "Needless to say, I was afraid. Like you said, I deceived you. I was brave enough to cling to your side because I needed money and protection, but after I learned that your condition worsened because of me, ever since then, I have been walking on eggshells.
"I kept thinking when will you learn that it was me, and what would happen to me if you did? Seeing how you despise omegas in general, and learning that you’re searching stores and places to find that omega who offered you a bloom, scared me big time. Not to mention how you kept flaunting to me your groups of bodyguards who always appeared as if they had just come from kidnapping someone."
Knox bit his lower lip and carefully admitted, "You’re scary. So, I ran away."
Azrael couldn’t refute his answer. Even his friends were afraid of him if he just so much glared and clenched his fist in their faces. But because Knox was a servant who never acted warily toward him and wore his expression on his sleeves, Azrael thought that he was brave and had some guts to throw back insults at him without being worried about getting buried.
Azrael stared at Knox who looked guarded and uncomfortable. His lips pursed unconsciously and he suddenly muttered lowly, "What should I do to not scare you?"
His voice was almost a whisper and was incomprehensible. Knox tilted his head in wonder about what Azrael muttered to himself, but the latter only lowered his eyes and picked up the cutleries again. He started to eat in silence, so Knox just stayed quiet and tried to savor the food in that uncomfortable quietness.
Knox thought that, that meeting would end in a quiet atmosphere, but it ended up in a racket instead.
"What do you mean you don’t have it?!" Knox screamed, looking at Azrael incredulously.