MATTEO
It was all coming back to me now; a lost memory I didn’t realize I’d buried away.
Even after earning Thekla’s forgiveness for going after Xenia because she won the League of Champions competition, all I remembered doing to her was levitating her while choking her with my powers.
I didn’t recall what had ensued after because my mind registered it as unreal, until now.
When I smelt her scent while pouring my coffee, the memory of how I’d felt an insatiable hunger boiling through me to suck her blood came rushing back wickedly, of how I’d been lost in a daze and felt powerless against the need to latch my fangs into her enticing neck.
And then after picking up her scent, something that had never happened—and shouldn’t be possible, happened next.
I, a werewolf, smelt her blood lik
