Something wrong

Rhea opens her eyes fearfully as she notices no awful, sharp pain. In fact, the scent of Callisto doesn't really seem scary anymore, even mingled with the strong smell of blood. And what she finds is the Lycan King in human shape, full of his enemy's blood, standing right in front of her, a few inches away.

She blinks a few times, noticing that although he has returned to human shape, his glowing eyes seem distant.

“Callisto…” The name escapes low tone, but he doesn't answer her, or respond to her sweet voice.

All Callisto does is stretch his hand to her shoulders, more specifically to the bite mark on her neck. She holds her breath when notices him moving closer, attaching her body to his bare, blood-stained skin. Callisto's warmth and scent is so cozy that she allows herself to close her eyes.

Callisto brings his nose to her neck and inhales that scent deeply, which elicits a grunt deep in his throat. They're so close that she can feel his erection against her belly. The way Callist