Urge

After sucking blood from Amelia, Xikoth had recovered within an hour. He couldn’t sleep that night as he continued to stare at her until the wee hours of the morning. She was so pale that he had covered her with a blanket and hugged her body in order to give her all the warmth she needed. Her face showed color in a few hours and relief flooded him. She was so beautiful that his breath hitched in his throat. When he had saved her from Vargauz, part of her hair had turned golden, but today almost half of her hair was golden. He lifted them in his hand and let the silky tresses fall