The Wolf And The Rabbit

Pale white skin and bright red eyes. They look so fragile that even a small burst of wind would probably shatter them. Well, that is the perspective of Alex Miller's family.

He's a bully, a brute if you will. Your typical bad boy, nothing ever good comes out of being around Markus Green. Everyone fears him, and even the teachers don't know what to do with him. And it doesn't bother him one bit. He's a wolf among wolves. He loves feeding off the fear of everyone in the school.

So surely he wouldn't care whether or not a small rabbit disrupted that, no? But if that was the case, then why would he be chasing it all over campus? Why is he drawn to him like a moth to a flame? Hungry for more when he runs away from him, drooling when said rabbit would get within his space.

Something is drawing these two completely different people together, and it might sure enough be the desire to be eaten and to eat.

◇"I've always wondered this, but why do you smell so sweet?" He asks, his face buried into my neck as he takes another long, deep inhale. His grip on my waist is tightening ever so slightly, pulling me closer. "You're a herbivore, aren't you?"

I gasp, "L-let me go..." I try to pull away, but his hold on me keeps me in place. I could feel his hot breath on my neck, sending shivers down my spine, and that's when I feel it... something wet and warm being dragged from the base of my neck to my jawline. He- he licked my neck..!◇