"My blood?"
"Yes." Answered Duncan, and he let go off her wrist when he sensed she wasn't going to walk out on him. Her attitude towards him was noticeably different from everyone else, so did her heart race differently when he was near, though he could never fathom why her presence and everything about her had inexplicably piqued his slight interest. It was rare for him to have long conversations with someone who wasn't Ivan or his bodyguard, but he was here, freely speaking with a decisive woman who turned out to be the key to ending his suffering.
