The horror in her eyes. The thumping of her heart. And the urge to tear her apart like a prey. My blood was no longer warm but ice cold. Frozen in time, as if my every intent to keep her safe was no longer existing. I was stuck, craving her and wanting her body to feast upon. My teeth now showing and ready to attack as I whiff in a scent. I stop. The sweet scent of hers, I no longer care to suffice my hunger but to protect her. "You're mine now," I growl inaudibly as she closes her eyes and loses consciousness.