Growling in pain, my incisors looked for a lump of fresh meat to suck into, the cravings were not just ordinary cravings, it feels as if I'd die now if I do not eat something.
No, Xianne! Do not give in!
Growling again, trying to control myself, battling this beast. I should have died when I fell off the balcony, how could this beast save me only to turn evil?
My hind legs were turning, turning against my will to go back to civilization, I try to think of Garret, what would he think of me if I killed someone? If he sees me like this? A beast, a monstrous creature who craves to kill her family?
I quickly stopped thinking of him, as I found myself searching for his scent. Suddenly a greater feeling of eating was all I could feel and think of. My brain wants me to drink every drop of his blood and rip his flesh slowly so I can taste him fully.
