A moan escaped through Ying Yue's lips as the rich flavor of the blood entered her mouth. It was the most delicious blood that she had ever tasted in either of her lives.
In the fifteen hundred years of her Vampire life, she had tasted enough types of blood that she could no longer find one which would leave her spellbound.
In all these years, the only person who had been able to make her lose control for just a little taste of his blood was Silver.
But the fear of losing him and herself forever, kept her in control whenever the intoxicating smell of his warm blood pulled on the strings of her control.
However, she finally lost her control in this cave, and that too because of a stranger.
But after tasting the rich flavor of his blood she was beyond the point of caring or thinking straight at that moment.
