Lucas’ Point of View
I want her! I want her! I want her! All mine! She’s mine! She’s mine!
It took me all my power to stop myself from lunging at her and sank my fangs on her silky-smooth shoulder.
As I left the room, I felt my body trembling in excitement. A little bit more and little Carrie would be mine. I place my right hand on my mouth trying to keep myself from laughing. Such an interesting she-wolf.
I composed myself.
I trotted down the marble staircase happily, recalling the conversation Carrie and I just had. I loved the way I made her tear up from the remembrance of her past life. I don't know why, it just seemed to give me a rush.
As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I called out for my slaves. "Girls!"
Before long, the two blondes came rushing into the front hall. O
