Alora stopped on her tracks and turned to him, cursing her stupidity.
"I mean.. I thought you were thinking of giving me yours back then as we can have anyone's blood except another vampire. Drop it, I didn't mean for you to take it seriously. " She waved her hand before hurrying down the stairs toward the grand hall. Crimson looked at her back with narrowed eyes and pocketed his hands before climbing down the stairs.
Her presumption of having his blood dwelled his mind. Was she drawn to his blood? He wondered. So his mate was showing signs of their mate's bond. He chuckled under his breath. Interesting!
It's not so easy, mate!
He needed to know her purpose before He involuntarily became a part of her evil schemes. He needed the golden dagger's other part and He will get it before He could lose her to Evil. And in this, He couldn't trust anyone but himself. The powers He holds are given to him for something.
