I Don't Taste Very Good.

Adeline wondered where Elias was taking her. They had left the dining room frequented by servants, which meant this was a private matter. Did he excuse the maids and butlers when Easton pulled her away?

Soon, Adeline was pulled into a pitch-black room. She anxiously stood there, and suddenly, Elias's grip was gone.

"E-Elias?" she squeaked out, stepping back in fear.

Adeline could not see anything in the darkness. She felt behind her until her hand touched upon the doorknob. Just as she twisted it, the lights came up.

Elias was standing towards her side, with raised brows. There was an amused smirk on his face. He had found something else to tease about her.

"What's wrong?" he mused.

Elias stalked towards her. She shrank back. "Scared I'd gobble you up?" he softly asked.

Adeline's back touched the door. She had nowhere to run. He was directly in front of her, his body less than a hair away. She was enveloped in his warm scent of pine cones and spices.