Elizabeth's Pov
As I saw Winsto walking towards where I and Janet stood, the scent of his blood wafted through the air, filling my senses with an intoxicating allure. The overwhelming thirst was almost unbearable, a constant reminder of my vampire nature. My fangs tingled, and my mouth watered as I tried to resist the temptation. I knew it was wrong for me to think of feeding him, but in that moment, my primal instincts overwhelmed me.
But as soon as Janet closed the door behind us, my self-control crumbled. I couldn't help myself any longer. With a swift and silent leap, I landed on Winston, my fangs piercing his neck. The warmth of his blood flooded my senses, soothing the relentless thirst that had plagued me for days.
I greedily drank, my body trembling with satisfaction. The metal
