Chapter 4. The Great Evil

Sebastian paced around Cinnia's unconscious body. His face was a stone-cold impassive mask that gave nothing away to the glee and expectations that danced through his mind in a mad rhythm. To him, Cinnia was a beauty. A rare picture of perfection but that wasn't what concerned him. What had his attention was the blood rushing within her veins. The blood contained not one but two contrasting elements. The world’s first hybrid.

The flames from the fireplace reflected in his glowing red eyes, igniting the danger that lurked beneath them. His hungry gaze ran across Cinnia's face, to her chest, and finally, her protruding belly. His sclera slightly darkened as he inhaled the scent of Cinnia's perfume and the baby powder she had dabbed on earlier; he bared his fangs and placed his cold hands against Cinnia's tee. Unsatisfied, he lifted the tee and rolled it under her breasts. Sebastian's breath hitched once his hands came in contact with Cinnia's skin. He listened and soon, the won