Jacob's face turned pitch black the second he heard those near-venomous words drip through her perverted fangs. He turned and gave her a glare that almost made her shrink.
"You're such a pervert…" he scowled, and then turned away again. How could she suggest such a perverted thing? Jacob had heard her say before that she had been the object of many men's desires, but he did not particularly like it, neither did he like hearing about it.
"Can you blame your little sister?" Her lower lip quivered again. "I have so many hormones in such a little body, I'm bound to get out of hand sometimes."
A wicked smile flashed across her face once again. Jacob had previously thought that Light was bipolar, but he was entirely wrong. Not only was Allicent more bipolar than anybody he had ever met, she was the most emotionally unstable as well.
