Lylah

　　‘I’m Becky. I’ve heard so much about you.’ she beams and squeezes herself closer to Lord Talon.

　　A burst of jealousy from Becky touching Lord Talon’s arm ignites within me.

　　‘I’m sure….’ I say while telling myself not to care that Becky is practically rubbing herself all over, Lord Talon. He keeps glaring at her and giving her back-off looks. But she persists in fluttering her eyes at him anyway.

　　Not wanting to stare at her face or acknowledge her. I ignore her and look at Lord Talon.

　　‘You should find that blood flame of yours and feed off it. It's quite silly, starving yourself of blood when a...