ELIA
It was terrifying how quickly it happened. How fast she lost control. One second she was arguing with Shaw in the dining room, the glittering chandelier irritating her with the way it fractured light, while a twisting, clawing deep in her belly made her want to bite something. Literally.
The next she was looking at Shaw, at this room, at Gahrye and Kalle through eyes that weren't her own.
But then she'd been deep in the beast, deep in fear and rage, and the instinct to kill. She'd started fighting immediately, but nothing had happened. It was as if she was nothing but a passenger on this beast's back.
It wanted to eat Shaw.
It wanted to eat Gahrye.
Kalle was something of an after thought.
