Mariana stared at him with wide eyes, her blood? Was he planning on sucking her dry or possibly killing her? She asked herself as she slowly tightened her grip on her dress.
“Why are you looking so pale? I am not going to kill you, not yet actually so calm down” The king said with a small smile playing on his lips but his smile was doing nothing to make Mariana feel better or even calm.
“Come on darling, I don’t have all day I need to leave as soon as possible so come here”. He commanded in a bored tone.
Mariana took a step towards him with her wobbly legs that she prayed would not give up on her. Back in Centric, Damien used to feed on her and also punish her by digging his fangs into her neck when she did anything wrong and she could swear it was as if her soul was being ripped out of
