Stylus took Ana to a room that appeared similar to Adrian’s. Is this Stylus’s room?
He locked the door as he put her down on her feet, surprisingly gentle and let her go.
Ana quickly scarpered over to the other side of the room. “What do you want?”
Stylus grinned, showing his fangs. “At first I wanted to only tease Adrian a bit, but it seems people went out of their way to not tell him about our little conversations…but now…now I want your blood, sweetie…”
Ana’s eyes widened in terror.
“I know you’re Fae…I knew as soon as I smelt you…to think Adrian would dare go against the treaty and keep a Fae blood slave, incredible…”
Ana shook her head. “No…he’s not…he only just found out…he hasn’t…” She stammered feeling slightly disgusted at the thought.
Stylus regarded her as he stalked towa
