Sylvia's POV:
"So we have to be on our guard from now on. Noreen might attack anyone," Rufus warned.
I nodded. "I'll alert Flora and the others later."
Blair sighed, looking exhausted. "Damn Noreen! Why can't she stop creating trouble for just a few days?"
"She is not going to stop any time soon, unless she..." Rufus paused and shot us both a meaningful glance. "Is killed."
Blair's spirits sunk further after hearing this. "In that case, it looks like our only course of action is to accept defeat. Noreen is so cunning and mysterious. Killing her is extremely difficult."
"Don't be afraid. Since we know she wants to set a trap for us, we can beat her at her own game. The worst that can happen is that both sides suffer losses," Rufus commented disapprovingly as he leaned against the sofa.
"All right. I know you will take care of everything. I'm not going to worry about it. Now I'm going back to get my beauty sleep."
Blair stood up and stretched, behaving glibly. Rufus aimed a gentle kick at his ass.
"You can go now. Remember to come back to the army this afternoon, so you won't have time to bother me every day. As it is, you have taken a long enough leave."
"Yeah, I know." Blair waved his hand and turned to Rufus. "Bye."
I was watching Blair's back in a trance, when I spotted a black bug crawling on his ankle again. I rubbed my eyes and looked again, but it disappeared.
Was it a hallucination? It seemed that my mental state had deteriorated considerably in the past few days.
When Blair reached the door, he stopped. With his hand on the door's handle, he turned around and asked, "Is Sylvia leaving too?"
"My mate will stay with me." Rufus pulled me into his arms and glared at Blair defiantly.
Blair snorted and shut the door.
"It's done," Rufus said softly as he pulled away from my lips.
I opened my eyes in a daze and touched my red swollen lips. Would it work?
"Should I take my clothes off next?" Rufus casually tugged his slightly loose tie, giving me a sultry look.
I gulped. If I didn't have an important task to focus on, I would have instantly pounced on him.
"You don't need to strip. I just need to lift your shirt and check."
I didn't let him do anything. I lifted one side of his shirt to examine him. The black thorn remained the same.
"Is it because one drop of blood was not enough?" I muttered. Just as I was about to ask Rufus to drink more of my blood, I saw the black thorn slowly grow in front of my eyes.
I was definitely not hallucinating.
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