For a mont, the room beca quiet again, with only his heavy breathing.
The pain in his body was slowly fading away with this touch. Indeed, for the Kinston Family, this pain could only be stopped by the life source.
For the Kinston Family, the life source was the dicine, the only antidote to keep living.
On nights of the full moon, he was always t with excruciating pain, pain so intense that he would completely lose his sanity, struggling desperately like a beast. Even if he smashed his head against sothing, even if he tortured his body to near death, he couldn't stop the pain.
Yet, the life source could effortlessly relieve this pain, not even requiring much to do, just a simple touch was enough.
Toward the life source, the Kinston Family would have an instinctive longing, just like him at this mont, developing a desire for her, sothing he had never experienced with any other woman.
As ti ticked by, Mabel Quinn could feel Kyle Kinston's breathing gradually becoming steady, and his body was not as rigid as before.
"Could you loosen up just a bit?" Mabel said, he was holding her so tight that she was having a bit of trouble breathing.
His arms slightly relaxed, but not much; she was still held in his embrace.
"Earlier... were you feeling unwell?" She couldn't help but ask, given that just a mont ago, he was indeed sowhat scary.
He gave a slight grunt but did not answer her question.
Mabel was speechless and looked up at the sky. In this situation, she had no idea how long he intended to hold her. In such an intimate position, enveloped by his aura, they needed to talk about sothing to ease the tension.
"I saw your TV broadcast yesterday; you seed unwell at the ti." She added.
Silence, nothing but silence.
"If you are feeling really unwell, how about I take you to the hospital?" She suggested, thinking it might avoid this awkward and ambiguous embrace.
He still didn't reply, but instead, his body bent slightly, his jaw moved from her head to her shoulder, his lips nearing her ear, "Did you watch the broadcast?"
"Hmm..." This position made her a bit uncomfortable, and his breath on her ear sent a tingling sensation, making her tilt her head slightly to escape his breath.
But as she tilted, her eyes t his face. At that mont, his expression had regained its normalcy, with no trace of the previous agony. His phoenix-like eyes now seed shrouded in a veil of mist, obscure and unreadable.
"Do you also think I have a mysterious ailnt?" He asked, his lips curling slightly.
How should she answer that?! Mabel thought about so people's online comnts about the reporter, all saying that the reporter was done for, asking Kyle Kinston such a question was outright suicidal.
So, does this an she was also courting death with her question!
Mabel suddenly regretted her curiosity a bit, "Well, don't worry, the way you were just now, I assure you I won't tell anyone." She said if it weren't for the fact that they were still embracing, her arm being pressed by his, she might have even raised her hand to swear.
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