The problem was the scent.
It hung in the air, like faint hints of the most wonderful thing ever, and all you wanted to do was to follow.
[color=ed1c24][i]A taste[/i][/color] the inner beast said, [color=ed1c24][i]just a taste.[/i][/color]
He swallowed hard, but his body was cool, under control.
He'd never felt like this. He felt strong, unbeatable, like a drug was coursing through his veins and it was teasing him to do something with this amazing power. The other half of him was trying to restrain it.
[color=ed1c24][i]Why?[/i][/color] the inner beast purred, caressing his inner being. [color=ed1c24][i]There are no more rules for you. No more no's. You are the top of the food chain.[/i][/color]
His inner thoughts had gone too far. He stiffened and then released her, stepping back and looking away.
[color=00aeef]"You should go now,"[/color] he intoned, his voice cool, with no trace of what was going on beneath. [color=00aeef]"Go."[/color]
The last word was almost a command, but it wasn't shouted, it was suggested, and he felt the weight of it leave him. What was that?