The utter bliss and genuine happiness between them, shattered in a blink of an eye as Sebastian suddenly smelled it again. The scent of fresh blood. Iza's blood.
He froze for a second before his entire being immediately responded to the potent scent. Both desire and fear crashed into him like a tidal wave. Desire to taste it… this lethally seductive scent, and fear… of where it was coming from.
Subconsciously, Sebastian's widened eyes traveled down to her throat.
His entire world pulsed. Red and darkness blurred his vision as his blood ran cold within him.
Blood.
Blood was coming out of her skin. As though an invisible knife had been pressed against her throat, piercing her skin.
No…!
