Aja felt his lips twitched with the last three events that took place.
*Sigh
He sighed, missing the warmth in his arms, " This is getting unquenchable." he mumbled, annoyed with his thirst.
But, his expression betrayed his words, as his face was pulled into a gentle smile, with an indulging expression.
He felt a slight taste of iron on his lips when he subconsciously licked them, and immediately frowned at the taste of blood.
When he realized that, it wasn't his blood.....
His mind immediately froze, realizing the owner of the taste, in his mouth.
He rushed out from his room, only to get his brakes pulled by the view in the right, of her friend's room.
"Mokaaaa!!!! Why won't you come with me?" she nagged.
"I do not wish to be in this closed space for another second. Get ready. Quick. Quick. Quick." demanded Ahi, with a stubborn look.
"Ahi, Ivaan would be alone if I leave." she glanced at her husband with a worried look.
