Damian's POV
Zephyr's voice filtered into my head. "Damien, what are you doing? You're killing her. Stop it."
My thoughts raced back, "I... I can't. I can't stop myself."
Zephyr's voice grew more urgent. "You need to stop. Look at her. She's dying. Get your fangs out of her."
My inner voice trembled, "My God, she's delicious. I... I just can't stop."
Zephyr's voice, filled with frustration and desperation, replied "If you don't want a dead body in your arms by the end of this, I ask that you snap out of this?"
That snapped me to my senses. With a shudder, I forced myself self to pull my fangs from Leah's neck.
I licked the bite marks to stop the bleeding and aid the healing. As I did, my heart pounded, both from the rush of the moment and the struggle within myself.
