Chapter 473
"Jorick?" She shook his unconscious form again, terror racing through her. Had she drained him in her sleep? Had she killed him?
Suddenly Jorick grabbed her hands and flipped her onto the bed. She let out a startled scream as he pinned her down and nuzzled her face, laughing. "These are the things you worry about? Seriously? As if such a thing could kill me. You should know better by now."
"You ass!" She smacked him on the shoulder. Her racing heart slowed, logic returned, and she looked away. He was right. She did know better. She'd seen him drained of blood before and he'd looked withered, like an apple left in the sun. It hadn't killed him, just left him unconscious.
He pressed a kiss under her ear, then drew back. "Little one, you do not need to worry. I will always be here."