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Can feel that the teeth are mine.

I can feel their permanence.

I drag my fingers down, farther than I should be able to.

I can feel where they narrow.

And…

My lungs burn.

My eyes widen.

I suck in a breath.

As I feel the tips of my fangs.

The. Tips. Of my fangs.

I shift my hand and press my thumb to one of the points.

It pierces through my skin.

Lifting my hand above me, I watch as a drop of blood wells.

A drop of bright red. The color vivid, even in the darkness of the room.

Keeping my thumb still, I curl my fingers.

And, in the dark that isn’t dark, I stare at my fingernails.

My black fingernails.

The drop of blood drips off my thumb.

I watch it fall.

I watch it splash onto Volik’s arm.

I feel his swift inhale.

The next part is instant.

And his reaction is… violent.

Chapter 59

Volik

Cherry juice fills the room, and my subconscious rips me out of sleep.

My mate is bleeding.

My mate. Is. Bleeding.

Power explodes out of me.

The room shakes.