The Order From Old Lord!

Aaron was tiptoeing on her way, cautious about her movements as he passed over the blood spurted all over the ground like a mosaic painted on a wall. His throat was getting dried eventually after the sweet fragrance of her misty blood was getting down into his stomach arising his inner beast who was already tempted to break out.

But his other half part didn't allow him! It was simply because she was Esme Watts, the love of his life whom he was destined to protect forever!

His boot clacking sound didn't help out the girl to snap out from her curled state as he continued approaching with a little timid steps if he was afraid of startling her. After dropping one of his knee beside her, Aaron used a very gentle tongue to call out her name and went to reach for her palm that had been placed together over her knees,

" Esme..Why are you sitting..."