"Carrick is probably far from suffering with the amount of slaves he keeps. As for Eterna..I could care less if she suffers or not."
The vampire watched with hungry eyes as the werelion sliced open his wrist, the red liquid that she craved flowing like a steady stream into the glass. Carrick would probably give her all kinds of hell if he found out she would rather drink from a were than one of the house slaves. But no matter how cold she could seem, She wouldn't subject Kaegan or the others to her bloodlust.
Taking the glass Karena downed it quickly, shuddering at the bitterness of it. "You taste like shit. No offesnse" She said, licking her lips. Looking over at Leo she gave a small grateful smile. "But thank you Leo. I owe you one."