"Cutting your radial artery is dangerous, you foolish lady. If you were a simple human, you could have died in just a matter of minutes," Alec said, checking the wound in Lauren's wrist.
"I didn't cut it completely. I haven't gone insane."
From a third person's point of view, it was a rare sight to have the warlord taking care of someone else. Even Lauren was taken aback by Alec's treatment. But at the back of her mind, she knew he was only doing it because aside from being quite useful and entertaining, for him she was a delightful meal he wanted to consume little by little.
Without a warning, Alec brought her wrist to his lips and traced the wound with his hot tongue, leaving no room for a drop of blood to go to waste. Lauren, who didn't allow any man to do such an act before, felt the heat rise to her cheeks with the way his provocative tongue was licking her skin as if her blood was his salvation.
"Stop."
