Quinn and you were attending a vampire banquet, since you ranked higher up in your kind’s hierarchy, many didn’t dare to touch Quinn. But still, he remained glued to your hip, looking like an anxious little puppy.

The room was eyeing him closely, trying to figure out if he was your blood slave or something… but no, he was just your mortal fiancé. You smiled as you pulled him a bit closer by his waist, to ask if he was okay.