"Cole!" Arabella heard a feminine voice shout as she stepped inside what seemed to be the living room. Her nose wrinkled as the aroma of incense wafted into her nostril. Standing by the double glass door, she let her eyes wander whilst she stared in awe. The living room was airy and had a large L-shaped purple leather sofa in the middle, and a white center table with a glass top was situated in front of it. Ten centimeters away from the center table was a 42 inches TV that was currently on. Arabella shivered and wrapped her arms around herself. Despite the fireplace in the room, it did little to add warmth to it. It was eerily cold but at the same time welcoming. It was strange, but she felt drawn to the room. "Cole!" Arabella jolted. She swirled and her eyes collided with a curvy brunette who was a foot shorter than her. The brunette's dark-brown eyes narrowed to slits as they assessed her. "Thalia?" Arabella heard Blaze's voice. She creased her brows as he appeared in front of her and he walked toward the girl that looked almost similar to him. Except for the skin tone. Blaze had a bronze skin tone whereas hers was caramel. "What is she doing here?" Thalia hissed. "Did she know who you are?!" "It's fine, Thalia," Blaze mumbled. "Nothing is fine, Cole!" Thalia shouted. "She is fúcking human!" What was wrong with being human? Arabella mused as she listened intently. She didn't understand despite hearing them clearly and what confused her the most was Thalia calling Blaze, Cole. She recalled asking him his given name the first time they met and he told her to figure it out herself. She wondered if it was the right time to ask him about it again. As she opened her mouth, she shut it back as Thalia shot her a glare. "I don't know whatever hold you have on my brother. Just so you know, you are not welcome here!" "Thalia!" Blaze yelled as she stalked off. He groaned, shaking his head before turning to her. "It's fine," Arabella said with a small smile. She didn't expect to be liked as well and perhaps, if she had been the one, she'd flip as well. "She shouldn't talk to you in that manner!" "I'm technically in her territory. So, she has every right to speak to me as she wants." Arabella shrugged. "Again, I shouldn't have wandered around, I was only looking for you." She mumbled, playing with the top button of the blouse she donned. Then she grimaced as it occurred to her that the dress must have been for Thalia. She had accepted the change of clothing Blaze had given her without asking where he got it from. "Do you need me for anything?" Blaze asked, heaving a breath. He stepped towards her as she pointed to her neck. "Yes," Arabella said, parting her hair. "I need a disinfectant for this ugly hickey." She grimaced. Despite how hard she tried to remember the reason she was in Blaze's house and what transpired the day before, she couldn't. She believed the reminder of it was the hickey and it seemed even horrifying as she imagined what he might have done to get the mark there. "That's no hickey!" Blaze grunted. He gripped her hand and gazed at her neck before letting out a growl.