Aldrick
I’m looking down at Emma through our lycan eyes. Everything is always so vibrant. Not just the colors, our vision is enhanced to the point we can pick out the ultraviolet and infrared spectrums. We can pick up a slightly x-rayed outline of a prey nervous and cardiovascular systems. We can see the blood pumping through Emma. We can see how much her heart is racing. It’s not just our vision that hyper accelerates, all our senses are enhanced. We can hear her heartbeats and the slight rush of blood and oxygen as it travels through her veins and arteries. We can pick up the scent of Emma’s pheromones, her mild arousal, the light hint of sweat, the soap she used. We can smell how close her next fertile cycle starts and we can tell it’s within a couple of days now.
The last has me back
