Chapter 45

Katherine climbed down the carriage, the cold weather slipping into her dress.

" This isn't good at all" she muttered, rubbing her arms. The lord was already ahead of her so she just walked as she want while keeping in mind she would be going his way. She wondered what was wrong with him. An idea popped into her mind.

" Wait!! " she shouted, running to catch up with him when he stopped. she felt a stick prick into her socks before piercing her. " Aaaah" she winced, crouching down to see what extent the wound was. she saw blood drip down her calf. Her plans were now ruined thanks to the stick.

" Katherine don't be clumsy" she heard the manly voice of the Lord. she looked up to find him dip his leg into the grass as he walked to where she was crouched.

" I was only trying to catch up with you " she said in a worried tone. He bent to her level and it immediately reminded her of when the first met but it was raining then. he was a rude and arrogant man when he wanted her out of his carriage as soon as possible.

Just as she thought of it, it started to drizzle from the sky. "oh my it's drizzling" They both looked at the sky. she heard a ripping sound, she looked down at her leg to see her left black socks torn away. She loosed her balance and sat instead on the grass. He took her leg from her calf raising it very slightly, he licked the blood in it before sucking on her leg. He made sure to lick the blood away before the rain could wash it away. " it would heal very soon " he said, his pupils already red in color.

" is it because you licked on it " she asked and he nodded. He pulled away her other socks before tossing it away.

" Now stand" he said looking down at her where he stood. His face was expressionless, just the poker face he showed the others but never her. She always see this poker face in the dinning table. His red eyes stared down at her and his hair falling to his two sides. If she didn't know better she would have thought he was a demon.

She managed to stand on her two legs but each time she took a step, there was pain. Then suddenly the rain became heavy and she clutched herself. The lord was smiling at her at the dinning but his sudden change of mood was what she knew not. Just as she stood thinking of how to walk under this rain and her frail dress and wounded leg. she felt the lord's hand take away hers before matching her away. A gentleman would offer his coat and help her stand which he did not. A gentleman would even scoot her in his arms with a bad rain as this, which he did not.

Katherine started pulling away her hand from his firm grip. " Don't you know how to pull one, I have a would on my leg."

He stopped. " Do you want to sleep here, I don't mind because I am leaving" he said sternly at her.

" you are not acting gentlemanly at all, if I said something you should tell me and not treat me this way" she complained. That was when he noticed how drenched she was starting from her hair, which have loosened up to her gown which clutched to her body almost like a second skin. Her nice petite curvaceous figure in view. It reminded him of when they first met and she was wet like this, her nice body in view.