Damian’s POV
I came to school early—just to see him.
Lucian and I had already exchanged a few blows over the pretty boy before we were forced to separate. We couldn’t afford to let anyone see us fighting—especially not over a lowly human. And a male one, at that.
We both looked down at him, passed out cold from fear, his pale skin tainted by Lucian’s bite. That disgusting leech had already sunk his fangs into him,sucking his blood. I hated it. But Lucian wasn’t done—he still wanted to take him home.
Like hell I’d let that happen.
Lucian snorted, tossing the unconscious boy to me like he was nothing but a discarded rag. "Enjoy," he sneered. "Just don’t kill him. I’ve already been claimed him as mine to my kind."
Claimed. As if the boy was nothing more than a personal blood bag.
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