Chapter 23

He was hungry.  It was a hunger like he’d never known before.  Not only was he ravenous beyond description, but his heart was beating double time.  Was it because of the adrenaline that flooded his veins when half a dozen vampire guards rushed at him, tackled him to the ground and bound his hands and feet before dragging him before their king?

He was unbound but confined in a room with no windows that was so small he guessed that three men would crowd it. Since he suffered a mild case of claustrophobia, his rapid heartbeat might also be attributed to his confinement. His only saving grace for not giving into panic was the cool air that continually flowed through vents near the ceiling.

Jasper wiped at the beads of sweat that coated his forehead while he pondered over the state of his physical being.  He was clearly morphing.  The questions of what he was morphing into as well as what triggered it bounced around in his head.  Was it t