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I glanced up at the odd-looking animal that held me. His heartbeat was calm and steady like Damien’s had been when I rested my head on his chest. It was soothing, and the buzzing voices eased.
I tried to say Damien’s name, but no words emerged. Instead, a raw dry hiss escaped. I tried to focus on the shadows in the room, but unlike the enhanced sounds and smells, my vision was muddled and everything blended together in shades of red.
I fought the truth, but I knew what it was. Everything in my body had changed. My senses changed. My mind changed and my craving for blood was no longer for just any blood, but Liam’s.
Oh, God. No. No.
I didn’t want this.
I’d rather be dead.
I screamed.
Screamed for death to take me.
Screamed to escape my body.
I was trapped to Liam. Trapped to bloodthirst. A slave to my body’s needs over any morals. It was going to destroy me. I didn’t want this.
“Abbs, Simian is going to pick you up.”
My eyes darted to the red shadow a few feet from the bed. Damien. I couldn’t make out his form, but his voice and scent I knew.
I jerked as warm, soft, paw-like hands slid underneath me, and for a second, I rebelled until I breathed in the scent of Damien wafting from the animal’s coat. It wasn’t Damien, but a part of him, a piece of his own entity.
I calmed and let the animal pick me up in his arms then curled into his massive strength. The soft fur warmed my chilled flesh and I laid my head on its chest as he carried me from the room.
The buzzing began again, and I covered my ears and gritted my teeth in pain. A hand calmly caressed my hair and I closed my eyes. Soothing. Warm. Keep me warm.
I knew the second we were outside as millions of smells and sensations riddled me all at once—the wind ruffling my hair, bringing the scent of pine, moss, and wet soil. It bombarded me. It was too strong. The wind felt like hands smothering my skin, and with so many scents, it burned my nostrils.
I couldn’t take it. I had to go back. Back inside where it was safe.
I struggled against the massive arms, pushing on the chest, legs kicking, body flailing.
“She has no control over the magnified senses yet,” a voice said.
“When does it get better for her?”
Damien. He was close to me, and the urge to escape lessened.
“We’ll give her blood when she is contained at the house. It’ll ease the pain and strengthen her, but it isn’t Liam’s blood. She will crave his.”
I heard Damien swear under his breath and it echoed in my ears as if I was in a hollow cave. But what scared me was, when they mentioned Liam’s name, my body reacted. It hungered for him.
Oh, God, how could I fight this? But somewhere in my fucked-up mind, I knew there was no fighting it. I’d Transitioned into a vampire. I was one of them, and there was no escape.
A loud bang and click sounded then another before the engine of the car purred.
I kept my head pressed into the soft coat of the animal who held me, breathing in Damien and being comforted by it. I closed my eyes as a tear slipped from the rim and slid down my cold skin.
“Abbs. Christ, I’m sorry.” His words wrapped around me like a warm blanket, but it wasn’t enough. I wanted his arms. His touch.
But that would never happen again.
I no longer existed.
