"No, you have shown me what you truly are and was I fooled to think otherwise." Whispering the last part to herself.
And was I supposed to feel proud that my blood taste better? She hissed angrily in her thoughts.
She watched his tongue flick over his fangs to take the residue of her blood that was stuck on them. "You can stay a while longer until you are strong enough to walk." He offered.
If looks could kill, Kione might have already had a big hole drilled in his forehead while he lay lifeless on the ground.
Belle ignored his words and left his study room while raising her hand to feel the place where he had bitten. It was not uneven like she had expected; instead, it felt like the bite was only a figment of her imagination.
Only, it actually happened. He drank from her.
