Justice in Bloodlust
And tonight, she would be mine.
With a final, decisive movement, I crossed the room and stood over her. Her eyelids fluttered, a soft sigh escaping her lips as she stirred. I watched her wake, her pupils dilating as they found me, a flicker of something – curiosity? Recognition? – crossing her features. It didn't matter. Soon, that flicker would ignite into something far more consuming. This was the culmination of weeks of careful maneuvering, of a hunger that had gnawed at me relentlessly. Tonight, the chase was over, and the claiming would begin. My hand hovered, a breath away from her skin, the air crackling with unspoken intent. The primal urge pulsed, a powerful current thrumming throug
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