Calista felt a chill running down her spine. She had been flipping over the bed several times since Lola left. After what happened in town, she couldn't sleep. The thought of hurting the duke also bothered her. She didn't why she fired toward him but she couldn't forget the annoying feeling she had when she remembered what happened after they went to the secret garden.
"He pretended like everything was fine when it was not," she mumbled, hugging a pillow close to her chest. She curled under the covers and closed her eyes again, hoping to fall asleep.
But Calista's mind was filled with many thoughts about a certain man. She wondered if the duke had got home safely after the unexpected encounter with a blood demon who approached her. Calista knew about them… The rulers of the night who sucked the life out of their prey.
Her mother would always read about them as bedtime stories.
