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I kept thinking about how we got in here and fell asleep here but I couldn't really remember so I just ignored it. I pee and after that I washed my face then I turned my gaze to the mirror. I'm looking at my face when I noticed that there was something in my neck. My heart beat faster when I realized what it was. Shaking, I raised my hand to touch the one on my neck. "How did I get this?" My heart was beating fast and I felt like I was going to fall over. I was convincing myself that it was just a bite of a mosquito but no, it was a bite of a wolf. I slowly sat down on the bathroom floor and fixed my own hair.

her hands against the headboard, the scream that had punched out of her when he’d driven in deep still echoing through the room. He’d given her every thick, scalding inch of his cock, and it was so fucking good that he threw his head back, roaring like thunder from the pleasure of it.A sound ripped up from his chest that was unlike any Nacen had ever made before, and the next thing he knew, his fangs dropped so hard and fast that he couldn’t stop them. He looked at her, she nodded at him giving him the go to do what he needed. "Are you sure about this.?" He asked her uncertain. She nodded with a beautiful smile. "More than ever, you are my mate after all. I can't imagine myself not having y

Without thinking, I listen. I lean up and, as hard as I can, bite Axel’s arm. The world bursts in light.

As his lips ruled my neck, my body started to burn and my strength began to waver. Am I thinking correctly? Are they really true? Why do I have to? "You're sweet..." My eyes were getting blurry. I can no longer see his face. I tried to slap him, but the last thing I saw was his lips with traces of my blood. "You're a vampire..."

Warning: This chapter contains explicit language and sexual descriptions. Harper‘s POV This time, I had no intention of giving Wyatt a chance to change his mind. My eyes locked on the faintly throbbing veins in his neck, revealing my canines once again. Wyatt's breathing became rapid, his lips parted slightly. "What..." Before he managed to get out the second syllable, I squeezed his wrist and bit down hard on his neck. At that moment, I felt as if a strong current had passed through us, connecting our souls.

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Amilia said as she held my neck and pulled me towards her. I tried to stop her, but her grip was firm. She had put her legs around my waist. She was sticking to me like a leech. Getting closer to my ear, she whispered, “Bite me, Vladimir.” Saying those words, she moved her head to the side. Eyes wide, I looked at her neck, her vein calling for me to suck it. That moment I lost it and bit her. The moment I bit her, a moan escaped her mouth. She tasted heavenly; it was my first time drinking her blood, and I was lusting her.

Like, distance is the only thing keeping both of us safe. He turns away. His hands curl at his sides. "Go back to the lodge." "Kieran —" "Go." I don't go. I stand there, heart still hammering, and watch the rigid line of his back. When he finally speaks again, his voice is barely above a whisper. "If I bite you, Sienna." He pauses. "You die." My throat tightens. "That's… not how it works." Every book, field report, and documented case says the same thing: humans bitten by werewolves either turn… or they don't survive the infection.