Feeding

Torak

Blood pumps through my body invigorating my senses. Everything around me is heightened, the voices of my workers in the kitchen, the drop of water leaking out of the shower, the Twittering of birds in the sky and most importantly Lola's heartbeat.

I could clearly hear her heart pumping out delicious blood into her veins, as she approached my run, the closer she came the thirstier I became. I wanted so badly to tire down my door and jump at her, but I know better I haven't fully lost myself to my animalistic side.

Acting quickly I used the little bit of clarity I still have in me and hurried to the French window and threw my body into the glass.

Glass shatters all around me as I fall to the backyard, I raced blindly into the woods, the scent of lingering morning dew on the leaves, the crunch of branches under my feet, the insects swarming deep undercover bush and bark the critters scampering through trees and bushes to get out of the way of the predator they sense coming into the