Alex
My mind was visibly shaking. My arms were running over my hair. Something about the way I felt was different. It wasn't just the whole situation, all the whole event.
Something had shifted. For the first time in ten years, blood wasn't just blood, it felt sacred, like life itself.
And I didn't understand why. It wasn't the confrontation with Jack. This… was something else entirely.
That feeling I still had, that had lingered when I dragged Bianca into the mansion earlier.
I could sense it. Then Jack's face flashed in my mind. My chest tightened. He was dangerous, unpredictable, and every thought of him shook something deep inside me.
Who was he, and why did he exude so much energy? So much power. When he stood before me, bruised fangs, those hairs on his body. The huge figure and beast he was. The red blazing eyes that stole the peace from my lungs…
