Puternic leaned against the chair's back, while he felt Alexa's finger on his arm. Even though he was a hotblooded creature, there was nothing more exciting than the tactile sensation of the cold finger on his skin. Black and white, dark and light, cold and hot: contrast were a major driver for Puternic and there cod not be something so different from the werewolf than the  vampiress. Even though Puternic did not moan and did not look at Alexa, that token of consideration was an evidence of what he had conquered.<br/>He sighed quietly and continued to watch.