The thunderous sound of a heart beating has my eyes snapping open and I can feel my irises burning bright. Tunnel vision is setting in and on instinct, all ten canines take form in my mouth. I turn my head and look down at the glittering beauty in my arms; a distant voice in my head telling me not to touch her, but it’s drowned out as I watch the movement of the pulse in her neck. I can hear the blood moving through her body and smell the way it sweetens the perfume of her scent. My vision turns into a red haze, and I find myself leaning in to brush my nose against her neck and inhale her scent deep into my lungs.
The moment I feel the burn of her skin against mine it snaps some sense into me, just enough to make me leap out of bed. I have to get far away from Yildiz and her sisters. Wit
