Luka’s POV.
The meal tasted sour in my mouth. The darkness inside of me growled for a certain hunt, I wanted to eat someone or something that tasted close to real blood instead of this cooked beef was stared right at me. Growling slowly, I continued poking at the meat and throwing chunks of it into my mouth.
I was drinking a lot of water as I ate. Sir Alfred watched me shockingly and I knew he was still confused about how everything turned out. My mind couldn’t get understand in itself what might have gone differently this time but I knew somewhere in my heart that it had something to do with her.
My lips curled into a smile as I ate when I remembered her silent words and whispers while I was asleep. She wasn’t afraid of me and it got to me. My heart melted at the thought of that. The g
