One night, Meredith leaned back into the warm bath, her skin prickling as the heat of the water seeped into her muscles. It was meant to be relaxing, but something felt off. Her body felt... tighter, more restless.
She shifted in the tub, trying to ease the strange tension building within her. The steam from the bath curled around her like wisps. Her breath came quicker, and as she looked down, she noticed a thin sheen of sweat despite the already heated water.
She blinked. "What is happening to me?"
There was an overwhelming sensation creeping up her spine. Her fingers gripped the side of the tub as her body pulsed with need, taking hold of her senses. The craving wasn't for food. It was for something to bite.
Meredith bit down on her lip as a sudden, almost uncontrollable
