He blinked at the...strange name he'd been bestowed, and the curiosities kept coming, she'd had a mate at one point. Not a question he might have asked but an answer he'd received nonetheless.

The bloody nose had stopped but now his gloves were all bloody. It'd be rude to keep fighting and spray her with it, so he removed the gloves and tossed them aside., which instantly helped clear his head. The feeding slit was more than just a way to suck the life out of humans, but provided a sixth sense. In combination with the heat pits beside his nose, it made Wraith lethal in the dark.

She still had her gloves on. He just had to keep his blows low and not touch her face.

They began again, this time, Todd pushed back.