Chapter 107 Fragile Moments

I held my bare wrist out to him, hovering it inches from his mouth.

"I said no," he growled, turning his face away. The revulsion radiating through the bond was staggering. He wasn't disgusted by me; he was disgusted by himself. "I am a starving feral right now, Nerissa. If I taste your blood strai...

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