Chapter 93: If you can’t handle the answer, don’t ask the question

He kissed her collarbone. His heartbeat increased as he felt the urge feeling of making her his and his only. He inhaled her floral scent that made his senses go crazy as an irrepressible feeling was pushing him to tear her clothes off to finally claim her.

John unconsciously slightly opened his mouth, his lips bulged as he revealed his sharp fangs. The closeness with her neck and her human scent made him remember how good human blood tasted and unconscious awoke his animalistic instincts.

He opened his eyes a second before his temptation would get the best of him to pull her away as he murmured, "getaway of me."

His eyes were set on the floor, his breath intensified and his fists were clenching trying to calm his corporal urges.

Roselyn frowned, "w-why?" She stuttered confused. He lifted her to get her up from his chair and in a matter of a second, he rushed outside the dining room.