Darrien.
''Here you go,'' I give him the bag of blood. He has drunk a total of three bags and it has just been one day. I am trying out something. You see, if he has enough blood, he will not attack anyone. I want to keep him satisfied no matter what. Last night, I have that Jabi is still a wolf. As long as he doesn't lose that part of him, I will be okay.
''Thank you,'' he manages meekly. I watch him as the downs the whole bag hungrily. I can never get used to seeing him drink blood. It is still so surreal to me.
I ruffle his hair playfully unable to resist him and how cute he looks right now. His cheeks are rosy red, his eyes are the big brown I love. I prefer his brown eyes to the blue of his wolf. Okay, that is not cool to say but it is true. I love when he looks at me with those big doe eyes. They melt my heart into goo. I never thought I could love someone this much. It is still unbelievable to me.
