But even with such a euphoric scenario before him, Damascus denied the feeling. He blinked hard a couple of times in order to pull himself from slowly giving in.
He moved and turned towards the ceiling. Ellio's slow breathing filled the silent hut. Damascus was listening to the pace of the human's heart. It was different from how the supernaturals' heartbeat. It was not fast yet it was not also slow. It was just the perfect melody enough to calm down Damascus' chaotic mind.
He moved his head towards Ellio once again. Unlike the peace his face had held, this time it was as if his mind was in a war. His brows were furrowed and he started moaning and groaning.
Damascus wanted to know so bad what had really happened. How Ellio ended up being alone. How he found him and what exactly had r
