He watches the boy walk by within inches of reach, he could just snatch him away without any trouble. No one is around anyways.
No one to help him.
No one to hear his screams.
No one to see his blood spilled on the grass.
No one to see the life leave his crystal blue eyes.
No one. At all.
But he doesn't, not yet anyways. He's content just following the young boy's movements as he passes through the woods on his way to see his friends. Just like he's been doing for the past few months, ever since he caught the tantalizing smell of the blonde boy. He wants him so badly, but he wants to have fun too.
A low inhuman growl leaves his mouth at the thought of having his twisted way with the boy, it's getting harder to resist the temptation.
He wants it now.
Slowly, so as not to alert the boy of his presence, he pushes the low tree branch out of his way, stalking towards the boy, green eyes locked on his prey.
"Yes Liam, I'm on my way now, don't worry."
Oh no my dear, you're not going anywhere.