Chapter 165 - The Storm Forms

The taste of Ka'ik's blood was a mix of forbidden pleasure.

The second Delice was able to snap out of the temptation, she pulled away, her lips completely smeared with the evidence of her mistake. Ka'ik's red eyes were dazed and he slumped to the floor as soon as she stopped rendering him her support. She sprinted out of the bar room and when she heard him call her name like a faint whisper carried to her by the dry, suffocating air of a graveyard, she didn't look back.