Chapter 585
---- Not even when | slept with Brenda, during my "susceptible" period, did we exchange blood, even though |
knew she enjoyed it as a wolf.
Something insidehad always resistedit felt too intimate.
And yet, here | was, hardening at the feeling of Rosellas mouth taking from my life.
| looked toward the dagger.
| was afraid to pull it outbut it had to be done.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStill holding her, my arm beneath her back stretched, my hand gripping the hilt firmly.
Sweat beaded on my forehead.
| watched hershe was devouring, sucking ravenously, replenishing her lost blood.
Without thinking further, in one swift motion, | yanked out the dagger that had nearly taken her life.
"Mmmegerr," she moaned muffled against my wrist, jolting.
Her face twisted in an expression of agonizing pain, beads of sweat and tears falling as she whimpered, briefly
pausing her feeding.
"Don't cry, don't cry, baby, it wont hurt anymore, just drink to heal, stay calm, Rosella, calm down, baby..." |
couldn't help but kiss her forehead, stroke her damp cheeks, and then press her to drink againto distract her
mind.
Ipressed my hand firmly over her chest, applying compression, but the bleeding was slowing.
Theld her tightly against me, pressing my lips to the crown of her tangled hair, full of leaves.
---- Not wanting to think about the madness | had just committed, praying that she was truly unconscious, that
she wouldn't remember.
| dont think Rossella knows my secretthough Im not sure.
But this...
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| don't know how much tpassed seconds, minutes.
Me, sitting on the ground with her on top of me, both of us reeking of blood and nearly of death.
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