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His heart still thudded in his chest, sated for the moment by the hot blood filling his stomach with the rush fading into the realization of what he’s done — of the shopkeepers assistant lying pale and drained on the cobblestones, handsome once before this pallor, before Jacob tore into his neck. Say something he wills as he felt Rathain’s caress, finding it difficult to meet his gaze. Is he proud? Ashamed of this transgression? Hazels close at the kiss nonetheless before he glances aside.
“We–” Jacob swallows hard, still tasting iron on his tongue and a thirst barely quenched. This is what he wanted, he reminded himself. The beginning of forever.It wasn’t killing, just the manner of it -- closer than a hidden blade and for no other Creed than hunger too long denied.
“–should leave this place. The mansion, anywhere at all.”












