Funny thing was, Marissa wouldn’t give up on him, as fragile as she might be. He figured she probably feared no other female would have him, that none would feed the beast when he needed it and then their race would lose their strongest line. Their king. Their leader who wasn’t willing to lead. Yeah, he was one hell of a catch. He stayed away from her unless he had to drink, which wasn’t often because of his lineage.
