Dion POV
Love. That was the first and most intoxicating note I picked up in her blood. The richness of it was choking me with relief.
She isn’t going to leave me. She isn’t going to run away like she did after that first night or….like she did to him.
Sebastian. That is the other reason I wanted to taste her. I need to know what he took. I need to know why. Those memories that my mother noticed were missing, and I suspected were taken must just be sealed away for some reason, and now, after everything that happened today, I won’t be able to rest until I discover why.
I have to be fast. Drinking blood from her isn’t something that should be prolonged. I’m not actively sucking. I’m just letting her blood infiltrate my mouth and overwhelm my sense of taste and I use that connection to
