Drake touches my nape as he deepens the kiss. It tastes at home. I feel safe and warm with his simple touch and deep voice.
"Thalia,"
"Let's go somewhere distant and away from here! I... I don't want to marry the Vampire King!"
I raise my voice when I remember about our wedding. I need to do something that will make Jack dismayed and change his mind.
Drake caresses my hair and smiles at me.
His hair looks shiny and glowing. His white and perfect set of teeth matches with his thin, crimson lips.
His pointed nose and enthralling eyes. I watch everything in his face, trying to memorise every detail of him.
"You look like a mortal, Drake."
Out of the blue, I tell him something which makes him look away and gulp.
He stands and looks around without answering me.
"I need to find my men,"
His voice turns cold and scaring. "Stay here. I will be back once I found them."
Drake is not looking for me. He looks uncomfortable and he's angling his adam's apple.
