Chapter 220: Vampire's Mark*

Leone PoV

Watching as Anput clung desperately to Kat, I frowned slightly, the long hour and a half of listening and comforting the Jackalkin having done little for her self pity and anguish.

She had spilled lots about the culture she had grown up in, how she had spat on that very culture she so cherished with her actions earlier today.

I tried, I really did, to try and explain that she might have been a little out of line, but it came from a place of love, using my own dislike of Kat's actions and my own feelings to try and convince her as such, but the Jackalkin hadn't listened to me at all, instead doubling her self hate as she vented to me.

Now seeing her crying like a child, clinging to Kat like her mother, I could only sigh before walking forwards as well, leaning against Jahi.

After such an eternity of dealing with Anput, I needed to recharge myself, and the best way was to listen to the heartbeat of the Demoness before me.