CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
LUCA’S POV
This week had not exactly been great for me. I’d stalked Beck but more for his protection and I hadn’t caught anything suspicious around him but that didn’t make me any less wary of anyone him. I hadn’t meant to feel anything for him in the first place and I honestly had no idea when it stopped being a lie and became the truth. There had been no signs; no warnings and suddenly, I was jealous of who he kissed or hugged. Suddenly the house was too damn big and lonely. Suddenly I had the imminent urge to bite his neck and suck every drop of that sweet human blood running through his jugular. I stared at the amber liquid in my glass, swirling it and for once hating the fact that I was vampire because the alcohol was barely having any effect on me. In sudden rage
