For the first time since his turn, Eriol felt the bloodlust lashing at him at a rate he wasn’t sure he could handle. Her blood was sweet and spicy, vivacious, fast, and doubtlessly a pure red. Whoever she was, this girl had exceptional blood, to overcome even his defenses.
“Dear God,” Eriol muttered. He bit down on his lip, allowing the pain to
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