Desiree couldn’t stop shaking.

Her legs ached from running, her chest burned, and her mind..her mind refused to make sense of what she had just seen. She sat on the dorm room floor with her back pressed against the door, trying to steady her breathing. Every time she closed her eyes, it replayed again, blood, teeth, claws, and him.

Her Roman.

He wasn’t human.

She’d thought she was dreaming at first, or maybe losing her mind, but the image was too vivid to deny. The sound of bones cracking ...