Chapter 17Noah was vibrating. The scent of Rue’s blood filled the air, and he didn’t know how long he could force himself not to move. Blood was trickling underneath Rue’s hand, and Noah’s mind painted one horrific image after the other, and at the same time he wanted to move the hand away and fasten his lips to his skin and drink him down.
Had Zella tried to kill him, or had she fed from him?
When Rue lowered his hand, Noah’s eyes zeroed in on his neck, and he almost sagged in relief. It wasn’t too bad. He reached for Rue’s hand. “It’s not a neat bite, but it isn’t torn.”
Rue nodded.
“I can seal it.”
Rue’s swallow was audible, but then he nodded. “Okay, but no teeth.”
Noah scowled. “It would make sealing it counterproductive.”
“I know, but…Have you had blood from someone with magic
