Chapter 32: A Temporary Truce 2
Aleksander’s mind had been storm clouds, but when the smell of blood entered his senses, hunger overthrew his thoughts and ruled supreme, commanding himself to take what he needed – sustenance.
The bastard prince’s canines turned into sharp fangs, his mouth opening wide for that inevitable first bite.
On the other hand, Elys’ eyes were steady on the prince’s movements. Any time now, Aleksander’s sharp incisors would pierce through her; a wild animal about to feast on easy game.
Elys watched with a mixture of awe and apprehension. She had been the one to offer herself first, but she couldn’t hide the fact that deep inside she had doubts in her choices.
Was it the right thing to put herself in serious danger?
The princess recalled her life for the past weeks. Her kingdom had been pillaged, her people - her family - gone. With the thought of all the suffering everyone important to her had gone through, the princess’ resolve returned threefold.
If what it took for her to reach that much wanted vengeance was to put herself in the face of peril, then so be it. She had already died inside when her home fell into the hands of the enemy.
There was no need for holding back now.
The princess will throw herself into a den of lions if she had to.
"Ah!" she suddenly found herself squeak like a trapped mouse.
Lost in her thoughts, the princess didn’t realize the prince had already dug in the meal in front of him. She could feel his teeth clamp on to her forearm, his fangs digging deeper from where she cut herself.