I mean, what the heck is going on right now?

My palm was pressing against the bite mark on my neck, sending more endorphins coursing through me, so I couldn't concentrate on what was being spoken. Is it possible that he injected me with something? My slow mind could think of nothing else. Biting a person wasn't supposed to make you trip out.

"And here we thought things were looking up. "There was a lot of menace in his tone, Crete noticed.

"There's no need for things to heat up, you know. "

Alexander hugged me tighter. Confusion and delight flooded through me at the same time, and it was...