Chapter Thirty-two

Malia's POV

Even though my eyes were still closed, I could feel the splitting, painful sensation in my head. I slowly opened my eyes, gently adjusting my cones to adapt to the bright light. I looked around the place; it was a sitting room, a nicely furnished one with white sofas and white floors.

I sat up, and the blanket that was over me fell out, revealing my breasts. I then remembered that I was even naked. I pulled the blanket and covered my body, and stood up to conduct a more thorough inspection of the place. I wondered if it was Diego's house, but I wasn't so fast to conclude since I couldn't perceive any vampire scent. Hansel was also on a longer sofa, sleeping comfortably with a blanket over him, obviously naked too under it; his dick was rising and falling with the tide of his breath. A door to the inner part of the house opened and I instinctively shapeshifted, ready to pounce and devour any threat that may have come in. A lady, vaguely familiar as she was, stopped