The Second Chance Werewolf
The warehouse was very dark, but the moonlight escaping from the roof cast a huntingly grayish hue on the irises of Lily's eyes.
They shimmered.
They had an eerie glow, causing a shudder to cascade down the length of my spine. She was terrifying to watch, at the same time I couldn't seem to pull my gaze away from her, from the all striking sight of her power in ful display.
She said nothing as I approached.
I reached into the inside of my coat and pulled out a small, black box. Inside was the single vial containing Ivan's blood.
Lily took it without a word. She uncorked the vial, sniffed it, and her eyes fluttered closed for a moment. When she opened them again, she looked pleased.
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