Leila nodded and turned back over, pulling the sheets over her curves.

Suddenly, the scent of her blood wafted toward me and my throat began to burn with thirst. I needed blood and I needed it now. Rushing from the room, I threw three blood bags into the microwave as the scent of Leila's blood followed me into the kitchen. I took a deep breath and I could smell Jase's blood, as well.

"What's happening to me?" I asked myself as I shoved a straw into the side of a blood ...