Selina’s pov
I stared, stunned at Finn’s hands, the static inside purred with anticipation.
Take it. He’s offering us his heart. I felt nauseous, the smell of blood overwhelming me, but that part of me, that part hummed with a desperate need to take it, to taste it, savour it.
I slowly reached out, hands trembling, and offered a small smile as I took it. I looked down at my hands, bloodied from the freshly stopped beating heart, and slowly raised it to my mouth. I held myself back, slightly sticking out my tongue, that human part of me disgusted by what was happening. I could feel the desperation of my wolf thrumming through me. My heart raced.
The heat of it hit my tongue like an electric shock. I expected to gag, but instead, I felt a rush of euphoria so strong my vision blurred. I
