I couldn't stop staring at the dead body.
The thing that used to be a man was now just... nothing. Dark blood pooled around his torn throat. His red eyes were empty and staring at the sky.
He'd been alive five minutes ago. Talking, moving and trying to kill me.
Now he was dead because of Axel.
Because Axel had turned into something else. Something with claws and fangs and deadly strength.
A werewolf.
My hands were shaking. My whole body was shaking. But it wasn't just from fear.
There was something else. Something that scared me more than the vampire had.
I'd liked watching Axel fight.
The violence. The blood. The way he'd moved like a predator. It should have horrified me.
Instead, it had made me feel... alive.
What kind of person did that make me?
"—right here, right now," Mi
