*TRAE'S POV*
Thankfully, Mira let go of my arm, allowing my head to clear. Her eyes were a blazing gold again when she stomped away.
Her transformation and new found fearlessness was truly something to behold. I should have been angry at her outburst but somehow, it only made my longing for her more profound.
Ever since I tasted her blood, my craving to be with her was an insatiable, and utterly consuming thirst. What the h*ll was happening to me?
Just the smell of her blood on my shirt had nearly put me into a trance, rendering me completely powerless to her will. Was it just the power of her enchanted DNA? Or was I becoming obsessed with her essence that lingered in the air, taunting me, torturing my inner wolf when she left a room?
But the taste of her was more intoxicating than
