Chapter 67

FREYA 

By the time he pulled away from me, I was trying hard to catch my breath. Once I felt composed enough to talk, I tried shoving him off me but he wouldn't budge, I didn't want to think about the damage he had already done to my lips. When he leaned down to continue where he left, I turned my face coursing his lips to land on my chin.

"You can't keep drinking from me unless you are trying to kill me, please get off me." I hissed pushing back the panic tears I could feel burning my eyes.

He frowned at me slightly before moving his upper body and putting his weight on his elbow. He pinning me with his stare as he ran his finger down my throat. "Your blood keeps me under control, it helps me fight the urge to murder everyone." He admitted leaning towards my lips, using the fact that he was distracted, I shoved him with all the rest I could muster, but he still didn't move despite catching him off guard. I wanted to scream in frustration inst