Mallory's blunder

Mallory gripped Hadeon's neck tightly, her heart racing as they soared high into the sky at a speed far greater than any carriage. The wind rushed past them, as he effortlessly navigated the air, carrying her with ease.

"Are you planning to reach the north in an hour??" Mallory shouted while her eyes were tightly closed with her head ducked and pressed against Hadeon's shoulder. 

A chuckle escaped from Hadeon's lips and he replied, "It is going to take more hours than that to arrive. But it would do us good to cover as much distance as we can before my thirst rises."

Despite his strength and resilience, Mallory realised that even Hadeon had his limitations. As a pureblooded vampire, he needed to replenish his energy by drinking blood. With nothing around to satisfy his hunger, she knew there was only one option if she wanted to keep him at full strength—offering herself as a full course meal.