"Klaus?"

Dimitri's voice snapped Klaus out of the dangerous thought of beating Jamie, wrecking his bones until he was half dead.

He watched their lips part from each other, their eyes locked as a smile crept onto their faces.

It was a fleeting kiss, a harmless one that lasted just a few seconds. But it felt like hours to him, and every nerve in his body wanted to destroy Jamie. It was hard to resist.

"Care for more drink?" Dimitri asked, and he finally snapped his eyes away from the two figures to Dimitri, who offered him his favorite alcohol.

Taking it from her, he stood to leave.

"Where are...