I have been followed and I've been keeping tabs on my stalker over the past few days since I caught wind of her scent. I don't know what she wants from me or what she intends to find by following in my steps but I can't say a part of me doesn't like the attention. Now that Rose is gone, I have nowhere else to turn. Before her, I was a wolf without commitment, there for the fun filled nights and naughty daytime activities but once I've had my fill, I move on. That was until I met Rose.
I won't think on that too much though. She's dead and to think about it is just to tear myself apart again and I'm past that. I didn't take immortality so I could mope around over dead mates forever. There's always room for another before I die, if I even want another. Maybe its best if I just go back to the ways things were, when I can have fun and not worry about forevers.
The female figures out that I'm coming before I get to her but that's okay, I relish the challenge. She tenses and I know that she's going to defend herself. My jaws tighten in anticipation, my own muscles coiling in readiness. I watch her eyes shift as she pivots toward me and her fangs rake across my skin, piercing it but not deep, a flesh wound. I growl almost in pleasure as the blood comes to the surface. She manages to escape my snapping jaws but I'm very persistant and I'm not a bite and run kind of guy. The blood that I need still trickles through her veins and I'm not leaving till I get some, at least a taste.
I snap at her face and neck, though I'll take any piece of hide at this point. If she keeps resisting, my aim will drop lower, turning my head to snap at her legs, trying to cripple her or take her off balance and get her on the ground where she'll be helpless and vulnerable. Hunger flashes in my icy blue eyes. I hardbly pay attention to my stalker in this moment. As long as she keeps her distance and lets me get what I want, I'll continue to leave her be. For now.
|
əric
so just bite me baby
and drink all my blood
|