Turned Into One

Chapter Thirty Three: Blood.

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Chapter Thirty Three: Blood.

"Sage." I continue with a chuckle. "She will be mine." My hand wraps around the cold jail bar. Dale sits up slowly with a groan.

"You're insane." Dale states. Looking over at Kyle he nods his head and walks away towards the door to leave the dungeon.

"Why do you say that?" I ask him with an eyebrow raised. Dale replies with a deep chuckle, his greasy hair falls into his face.

"Jacob is a psychopath, you don't want to call his girl, yours." He states, causing a loud fit of laughter to escape from me.

"He can't do anything about it, she was never his in the first place-" Dale interrupts me.

"I'm lucky I got out of there alive. I'm pretty sure he's already found a way to come in contact with her, or just to keep an eye on her." Dale continues. "He'll do anything to get her back."

Rolling my eyes I take my hand off of the jail cell bar. Walking away, I come to a sudden stop. Dales voice whispers in the air.

"She'll always belong to him."

Cole walks in front of me, expecting me to follow him. Step after step we both enter the palace. Marble surrounds my every view, it almost looks exactly the same to the palace for Vampires.

But it's brighter, the vibe is more relaxing. People walk by not paying attention to us.

"Have ever drank from somebody?" Cole randomly asks.

Shaking my head no, I continue. "I'll never, only from blood bags."

Then, a girl with long blonde hair wearing a black hoodie and leggings walks beside Cole and I. She takes in a deep breathe and looks over at me. Her light green eyes stare into my eyes. A growl rips through the air, Cole quickly steps in front of me. He was so fast that it looked like a blur.

Slowly her ears grow brown hair, the top forms into a sharp point. Long dark black claws substitute her nails. The girls once green eyes are now a dark black color, emotionless. Her legs grow long hair as they curve, forming into wolf legs. Then a long tail appears from behind her, it wags side to side slowly. Almost like it was daring me to do something.

"Veronica!" Cole shouts, still guarding me. People that were walking by now stand and watch. Waiting for a fight to happen.

Pushing Cole out of my way, he looks over at me with wide eyes.

The feeling of my eyes burning has me now knowing their a dark red color, close to the color of running blood from a wound. Stinging on my lips has me licking them, the taste of blood touches my taste buds. My large sharp fangs has me opening my mouth, on instinct a hiss escapes from throat.

"Sage!" Cole shouts. He continues frantically. "You don't want to fight her!" His hands on both sides of my shoulders, he stares into my maroon eyes.

"Move." My voice is deep, surprising Cole. It surprised me as well, but he soon gives up and steps to the side. Even though I've never fought a Werewolf, she started the fight.

"You think you're so amazing leach?" She continues, slowly she stalks in a circle around me. "You should've stayed dead."

"Oh, shut up dirty mutt." I snap. I don't know where all this confidence is coming from. If this was me before I'd run away in terror.

My remark causes her chest to vibrate as her growl fills my ears. Her claw slices through the air. Stinging slashes on my back causing me to turn around and bare my fangs at her. Not being able to control my actions, in a split second I have her in wrapped in my arms. Her neck grazes my lips ready for me to pierce her skin.

"Sage! No!" A voice shouts pleading for me to stop. My brain yells for me to stop, but my body doesn't obliged.

I've only drank from blood bags, never from a living organism.

Slowly, my famg sink into her neck. Her skin break almost immediately, thick sweet liquid fills my mouth. Drinking more and more, the girl returns back into her normal state. Claws gone, fur gone. The liquid is addicting. I can't get enough, my body craves for more. Chugging down her blood, arms stop me.

Somebody grasps me and push me away from the girl. My hands reach out to grab her, the thirst controlling my every limb.

Everything is in slow motion, Cole looks at me with disappointed eyes. Blurriness fills my vision as a tear travels down my face. Coles arms are wrapped around me as he rushes away from the girl, and the crowd.

What's happening to me? I would never do that. Only vicious vampires would, and I'm not one.

Cole opens a door and slams the door behind us. A click announces the door is now locked. He lets go off me, a loud thud comes from the weight of my body hitting the carpet floor. Scrambling up I wrap myself into a ball. Looking at Cole he has a hand pulling on the ends of his messy hair.

"What just happened out there can get you killed Sage!" He shouts at me, a drip of blood runs down the edge of my lip and down my chin.

But the craving, remains. It won't go away. I want more.