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ADRIA’S POV.

The sweet scent traveled all the way into my nostrils, and filled my head. It felt like I had inhaled drugs, and it had succeeded in getting me intoxicated.

I wanted to keep on sniffing, and sniffing. I knew it was blood, but it smelled so sweet at that moment, that I didn’t even feel a bit nauseated.

Not only that, but I could suddenly feel an ache in my teeth, and my breathing pace increased, as I felt the urge to grab the tumbler, and pour the contents down my throat.

But instead, with immense efforts, I turned my head aside, and pushed the tumbler away.

No, I couldn’t…

“There’s no harm in it.” Derek smirked, raising the tumbler to his lips.

My fingers were shaking. It was so terrifying that I actually wanted to drink the blood. That I wanted a taste of it, even if it was a drop.

I clenched my teeth, closed my eyes, and took in deep breaths.

“I… like I said, I’m not ready.” I insisted, although it wasn’t strong.

“It seems to me you’re ready. You just don’t want to a