If anyone else drank from Jackson Deveaux, then he might have to kill them. Rip out their hearts and ruin their lives and those of their families. No one touched someone that he's fed from. Not unless it was one of his siblings and even then he's not exactly the sharing type. Which meant if anyone in the Bayou thought to... oh, he'd have fun ripping them apart.
He gets them further down the alley, somewhere darker, before pressing Jack against the wall and leaning in. His breath brushes against the younger's throat before those fangs sink in causing that sweet bayou blood to fill his mouth.
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If anyone else drank from Jackson Deveaux, then he might have to kill them. Rip out their hearts and ruin their lives and those of their families. No one touched someone that he's fed from. Not unless it was one of his siblings and even then he's not exactly the sharing type. Which meant if anyone in the Bayou thought to... oh, he'd have fun ripping them apart.
He gets them further down the alley, somewhere darker, before pressing Jack against the wall and leaning in. His breath brushes against the younger's throat before those fangs sink in causing that sweet bayou blood to fill his mouth.