LOREN
Loren just smirked at her. Apparently, Rexanna found his actions here today less than helpful. That was too fucking bad. Indeed, he thought he was giving her exactly what she needed. If she wanted more, that was her problem at the moment. ”I’m giving you my blood and my magic. What more do you want?” Probably friendship, but they’d covered that. As for a decision between his wrist and his neck, well, she could definitely handle that much, considering he was doing the bulk of the work here.
Indeed, she took his arm without too much delay. As her fangs sliced into his flesh, he moaned, allowing the pleasure to wash over him without reservation. At least this much hadn't changed, except that this time he welcomed it in instead of worried about it.
Indeed, she took his arm without too much delay. As her fangs sliced into his flesh, he moaned, allowing the pleasure to wash over him without reservation. At least this much hadn't changed, except that this time he welcomed it in instead of worried about it.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
