Chapitre 10: Chapter 11

“No? I mean, not really, but there’s this feeling when I have him close, like I just want to…” I trailed because I didn’t know what I wanted, but there was hunger there; I couldn’t describe it as anything else. “I’m afraid one day I won’t be able to stop,” I said before I could censor myself.

Alec grabbed my chin, made me look at him, but his hold and expression were gentle. “Focus on how you always do stop. And if you ever start to feel differently, truly as though you cannot stop yourself or that you want to hurt Connor or anyone else, come to me. But what you are feeling now when you feed from him…” he let me go, smiling in amusement, “…it’s not bloodlust, dear boy. You have nothing to fear.”

That didn’t make it any less awkward when Connor came over and we tried to small talk, like the purpose of getting together wasn’t so I could hold him down, bite his neck, and drink a pint of his blood.