Chapter 1289:

Collin stifled a pained sound, gritting his teeth, but he didn’t push her away.

Even as Collin stayed perfectly composed, Roland’s heart pounded in his chest. Alarm flickered across his face as he watched Linsey. “Mrs. Riley, please stop! Don’t bite Mr. Riley—if you need to lash out, let it be me instead.”

Intent on stepping in, he took a step forward, but Collin’s chilling command cut through the air. “Stay back. Let her do what she needs.”

Distress overtook Roland, his voice trembling. “Sir, this isn’t safe. What will happen if your grandpa finds out you let yourself get bitten until you bled?”

“Enough,” Collin said, his glare sending a shiver down Roland’s spine. “I want you out of here. Don’t make me say it again.”

With heavy reluctance, Roland retreated, looking over his shoulder several times, his furrowed gray brows a clear sign of his worry. Silence settled as only Collin and Linsey stood by the table now.

to stroke the back of her neck with unexpected tenderness, almost as if he were trying to

his tone soft and teasing. “Maybe you want a taste

within Linsey at first, but that low, soothing voice eased her agitation in a way she

the sharp tang

his arm, eyes lowering. She carefully

stained Collin’s forearm, the bruise and trickle of

Linsey could get a word out, Collin was already offering his other arm, patient and unbothered. “Take another


Linsey stared at him,

destination

at her as if he

enough,” she muttered, brushing his arm

down his sleeve, barely acknowledging the injury. “Go on up and get some rest. When you’re ready for

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