Krystal’s heart sank low in her chest as a huge sigh escaped her lips. Maybe her feelings were only one sided after all.
Maybe Zale didn’t like her and she was a big fool to hope that he did.
Her body sizzled with so much attraction for him and yet he wouldn’t kiss her no matter how many opportunities he got.
She let out another sigh, taking a step back just as he said, “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” She replied dismissively, but she knew that deep down, she was not. She wanted to yell at him.
To lash out at him. To ask him why she felt so much for him and he felt nothing, but she did none of those.
She was a Bloodfang and someone of her calibre would never descend to such a low level.
“I’m leaving for Crimson Stone tomorrow. Are you still coming with me?” Zale asked and Krystal
