"Bad papa!" Mable scolded, jabbing a small accusing finger directly at Koya's chest. "You don't just go around biting people…"
Koya let out a long sigh, leaning back against the armrest of the living room couch.
'How did these Vampires deal with this immense hunger?' Koya thought, running a hand through his damp hair.
The biological system demand had hit his brain like a freight train.
When he got hungry, the primal urge entirely overrode his usual restraint. He didn't think; he just immediately locked onto the sweet pulsing scent of blood and bit the nearest living person in his vicinity, which happened to be Nami.
"I'm sorry," Koya said, rubbing the back of his neck where his own muscles felt tight.
Though, truthfully, after taking that long, euphoric drink from her jugular, he felt really refreshed.
The potent rush of her life essence coursing through his veins made him feel perhaps even stronger than before the grueling, night-long session with Tej.
