Rohan walked Belle to where the others were still sleeping in the tent they had set up under the tree.
They had brought two tents, one for two people, and when she could see it from afar, Rohan decided to stop there and not go any further into the territory where he would be able to smell more human and hear the rushing of their blood in their veins, which would further tempt his thirst.
His wife's presence was enough to keep him on edge since last night.
His throat was burning with a thirst he knew, that if he were to sink his teeth into any human flesh, he wouldn't withdraw it unless he killed that person.
He had not even bothered to attempt to take from his wife.
The entire day yesterday, he had not spent it with any of his group members, nor did he waste his time hunting for any animal.
