It was also a rare good night's sleep for Ethan, who sleeps very lightly, although he doesn't need to sleep that long because of his bloodline and is used to this strange quality of sleep, but last night was completely different.
He was hot and throbbing, his blood whistling with rage and fury, he wanted nothing more than to destroy, the scarlet bloodlust consuming his every nerve. The blood of the beast was too powerful, so powerful that his sanity was burned to the point of not having a single bit left. His subconscious mind only wanted to destroy, no matter who it was, he wanted to tear each other apart.
But that cold wind brought not only the cold, but also a familiar, calming sweet fragrance that surrounded him and warmed him as if he were soaking in warm water.
The owner of that f
