Phaedra just looked at him, slightly disbelieving.
"There aren't any. You just heal."
Now, if she'd been trying to heal him by having him drink her blood, there'd be a small side effect. There'd be a bit of a connection for a while. But simply placing blood on a wound to close it was something vampires like her had done for centuries. It made their victims' deaths look unexplained. It made those they willed into allowing them to feed easier to trick and calm and use the Mind Gift on.
Phaedra had no interest in any man right now who wasn't Lindsey. It would take her some time to feel differently. She left Cas's statements about a mate off the table.