The world was definitely coming to an end as he knew it. Angel shivered from the fear that had gripped him ever since he ran away from the King’s room. He was sitting on his sleeping pallet waiting for anything to happen. He wrapped his arms around his body hoping the trembles will go away as time ticked by. It was clear he wasn’t coming after him, but he couldn’t help it but be afraid.
He imagined the King sending his soldiers and his royal guard after him to string up by the neck, because he did something so vile and unbelievable.
He bit him, and sucked his blood.
How could he do that? He still couldn’t believe it.
Angel closed his eyes as his body filled with warmth at the memory of the taste of his delicious blood. He groaned as his fangs shot down and hunger swirled in stomach
