Revelation

Aselia's POV 

The fact that he was drinking when I had stabbed him with the needle and interrupted it, was gnawing at my brain. Besides I wasn't aware of how they were going to treat him at headquarters, they will probably starve him and that was one something I would never do to him. 

I would always ensure he wouldn't be ill-fed for I knew hunger and it wasn't pretty. He had always fed me more than he should have. No way I would let anyone starve him. 

"Drink," I pressed the glass to his lips and ordered, maintaining a stony expression. His tumultuous eyes holding a million questions stared back at me. 

"Drink it or I will force it down your throat." I grabbed his face and pressed his jaw. He seemed taken aback by my action but instantly hid the expression, his face masking what he felt. His lips parted and I tilted the glass so the blood will go directly into his mouth. He quietly began to drink it and I let go of his jaw.