"Fine then," Kasyn gritted out. "I got one last shot to prove it to you, but you aren't gonna like it, babe."
What? What the hell does that mean? What's he planning? Why am I so scared?
No, wait, why am I so turned on and scared at the same time?
Kasyn walked us forward. It only took a few steps for him to press my front into the door. His hand is still covering my mouth, and is that... his blood?
I squeezed my eyes shut as I desperately tried not to lick his hand. I don't know why Kasyn is bleeding, but my guess is that he wants his blood in me. Since waking up, I've been able to keep blood down. Probably due to Kasyn sticking close to me, but I still refuse to drink his blood.
What exactly is Kasyn trying to do?
"Why aren't you drinking?" Kasyn asked, annoyed and a little hurt.
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