Micah listened, snorted. "Well, I don't want to be bonded to him," he growled. "He's your blood bag until you complete the ritual. And as for changing the ritual... don't. I'm fine with this now. Once you get over your fascination with your new toy, perhaps you'll want to share him." He took a sip from his flask, his mouth stained crimson by the blood.

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Draco ate everything as fast as he could. He didn't care how it tasted - if it was edible it was gone.