hazy , and she was lost somewhere between life and death – between everything she was and everything she would be .
The Vampire lifted his head from her neck , his fangs dripping red . Her blood splashed onto the pavement below . James looked at him through her new eyes . Everything was blurry and unfocused . The Vampire guided her mouth to his wrist . Her ears pounded and then she realized , it wasn ’ t pounding . It was his blood . She could hear it , clear as day , throbbing inside of him . The veins in his wrist seemed to jump out at her , blue and bloated .
Something pierced her gums . Fangs . She opened her mouth wide , stretching her jaw . Her fingers brushed against them , surprised by how sharp they were . Her mouth watered , the hunger taking over . She clamped her mouth down on his wrist . Blood poured from the wound , and she struggled not to make a mess . Her lips were covered in crimson . The smell of iron was overwhelming . James could feel the change inside of her , the urge to attack , to drink , to destroy . The blood called to her .
The Vampire lifted her chin . She gazed at him , losing herself in the swirling colors of his eyes . Blood dripped down the side of her mouth . She wiped it on the back of her hand . “ You ’ re mine now ,” the Vampire said at last . And James knew that she was . She didn ’ t belong to herself anymore . The person she was only moments ago was gone . He was her master ’ s , and they were both slaves to the hunt – the kill . But the anxiety was gone . She wasn ’ t
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