❤️ Disgraced (Part 2) ❤️
"That's not possible. She is my blood Singer, her blood calls out to me which signify that we are mates." Prince Aragorn said with narrow eyes at Dark.
"Yes, her blood tastes good." Dark supported, closing his eyes and smiling when he remembered how sweet Raziah blood was in his mouth. He can't wait to taste it again.
Aragorn was surprised when Dark agreed with him. "What do you mean her 'blood tastes good'. Where is she? I came to see her and not you." He said to Dark without fear.
"Like I said before, she now belongs to me so you can't see her," Dark said to him. "Leave while you still can, don't spoil my mood." he added and started walking towards the palace building.
Prince Aragorn clenched his fist as he glared at the back of Dark.
"Glaring at me won't m
