"Boo," James shook his head at Paxton for his surrender. It only solidified in his mind that Davian was Paxton's true weakness. Maybe even more than a weakness, but his entire reason for being at the school. Paxton was well adjusted, educated, cultured. He didn't need to be here for himself. He was here for someone else and James thought he knew who that was now.
Now all that James needed to do was find out how this information benefited him, and how he could use it to make Paxton eat out of his hand. He smiled. Reaching to his drink of blood, James finished the last swallow.