"Aren't you going to stop her and bring her back here?" Aiden looked at me, arching his eyebrow and taking a sip of beer.
"She'll be back in a few minutes," I said, looking at the watch on my wrist, then took a sip of blood from the glass, and pointed at the door with my finger. Aiden turned his head to the door seeing Helena coming downstairs, opening the glass door, and going straight to us. I smirked and put my hands in my pockets, "So what?"
Helena pouted her lips like a child who was forbidden to do something, then crossed her hands at her chest and sat on the chair. She narrowed her eyes looking at me and trying to burn me down with her only look. Indeed, she was a witch and could cast a spell to burn me or curse me, but her feelings won't let her harm me. No, I'm not using her feeling to me against her, that's just a small guarantee that I will be safe staying close to her and won't be cursed or turned into a frog.
