Thirty Nine.

Alpha Elijah’s POV

All I could do was watch her. Aria’s eyes danced around as she took another sip. She appeared to be completely unaware that she was slurring her words. Almost like she was drunk, but all she had had was my blood and I had made sure that there was no alcohol in my system before having my blood drawn.

She mutters something about only drinking one glass even though she had more, when she leaps up from her seat. I watch as the glass rolls from her lap, bouncing across the carpet and look up just in time to see her lunging at me, her fangs on show. What the fuck was happening to her?

She falls short, crashing onto my desk and sending paperwork flying. It gives me the chance to pin her down and call for Simon to help.

When Simon arrives, he laughs, completely amused by the scene.

“I’m not sure what you are thinking but this is certainly not my idea of fun sex.” he chuckles to himself again.

“Shut up Simon and help!”

Aria was wriggling underneath me, her teeth nipping at a