After Levi had left, Carlos continued to his tent and entered, placing the woman gently on the middle sized bed that was the center of the small tent. He tucked her under the covers and walked out once he was done, avoiding to look at her alluring pretty face and inhale her sweet scent. She smelt like hot chocolate, both warm and relaxing. He shook his head to prevent anymore thoughts on that woman. He could not afford any distractions right now since he was looking for the attackers and the idea that she was somehow involved worried him. What bothered him more was the fact that his blood was sealed to hers. He was not the kind that fancied any blood agreements and he tried to avoid them as much as possible. Up until now, he was certain that he had never gotten his blood mixed with anyone’s not even Diablo because it could be a pose as a possible threat, especially if that person was in danger.