Leo's POV
Miles had stormed into my study with his plate of food in his hand. The deep frown on his face made me wonder if he argued with Grabdfather.
"You're good?" Of course, he wasn't. I can see that but I can't help but ask.
"I feel like ripping her neck off and feeding on her till she dry out!" He groaned before falling back on one of the couch
"Well, I doubt her blood won't be that tasty, trust me," I said with an expressionless face. Definitely, the 'her' was Clara. As always, she is good at annoying everyone.
Just that, this time, she was doing it in a different way.
"What do you mean by that? Haven't you tasted her blood before? You should know how it tastes?" Miles asked nonchalantly, he didn't look like he cared if I answered or not but I decided to.
"No, I haven't.
