Someone we know is a monster and we didn't know it. Jean-Claude's voice whispered through my head, Ma petite, do you want to know how to feed on their lust, to feed without touching? You know I do, I whispered. But yeah, that's the truth. When he opened his eyes, they weren't brown, they were amber, dark orange wolf amber.
I stopped moving and looked down the barrel of my gun at him. I hit the buttons, keeping an eye on the officers in the room. Compromise. Fuck me, I said, please, just do it, please, please, please, please .
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