CRIMSON AND FUR
I could not even understand why, but I wanted to win his heart -- and so I foolishly trusted that he would not hurt me, simply because I would not ever dream of hurting him -- even if I had the power to.
I started rocking myself to and fro to take my mind off the hunger and cold, but it was not working. Either the hunger, or the cold caused me to start shivering violently, till all I wanted was a hot fire back home, and one of Helen's parcels. I felt myself fighting to remain conscious, and I was already losing the battle, when the door opened, and Percy came in.
He strode to me in three easy strieds, gathered me in his arms, and pressed his wrist against my already bared fangs. I sank them