Phoebe
"How dare you!" I growled louder, baring my sharp canines at him. My eyes burned with fire as a new wave of anger crashed through me, flooding my veins, and consuming me to my fullness like a volcano about to erupt.
Breathless and blinded by raw rage, I sank my claws deep into his neck, salivating shamelessly as I watched the blood run freely on his neck, staining my fingers.
A new wave of thirst shot up in my dry throat, urging me to have a taste of my father's delicious blood.
"Phoebe, stop this madness!" He yelled in fright, seeing how I eyed his blood hungrily.
Madness?!
He was the mad one here.
He didn't call it madness when he impregnated a w***e and gave birth to a bastard. But he called it madness because of my reaction?!
He hasn't seen madness yet. This was ju
