[color=ed1c24]I like her. She's built to be prey. If you walk away, she'll follow. You don't have a choice.....[/color]
He needed to feed.
He'd been warned about this, about the craving, the wanting. His sire had warned him.
[color=662d91]You can't have a human pet. They don't last,[/color] his sire had warned.
But he'd promised....
[color=00aeef]"Come tomorrow,"[/color] he breathed, trying to force himself under control. He still hadn't turned. [color=00aeef]"Tomorrow."[/color]
[color=ed1c24]I'll have her if you don't wan her....[/color]