Blaze's pov
I needed a smoke.
Even though my entire body feels charged and on high drive like it does whenever I give into the urge to feed on souls, i still have the urge to be currently doing something with my hands.
Before Roy left, he gave me a long look.
I knew he wanted to say something. It was written across his face, but because we weren't alone, he ended up bidding Jules goodbye before leaving.
It felt like an heavyweight was laying across my chest and I hated feeling this way. As the look of fear in Jules' eyes flashed across my mind once again, the heavy weight sitting on my chest heightened even more.
I turned around and glanced at him. He was staring down at his fingers and biting on his bottom lip, seeming like he was deep in thoughts.
