Mathias Rowan
*This time of year had his nerves on edge. Report after report poured in mentioning raves and parties indicating Breeds violating the new rules. Most of them he could filter out with an internet search but there were always a few that made his blood boil. He jumped up from his desk, agitated and ready to tear into his assistant. He ran his hand through his hair.* Fuck, I need out of here.
*He was nothing but a blur as he made his way out of the office and searched for a host. Damn, he was thirsty. His fangs were elongated already and he knew his eyes glowed amber lighting the area. He cut through the park and found what he needed. A lone female.*
*He gave no warning as he made his way behind her, her gasp as his fangs sunk in the only indication of his attack. Then the eroticism of the feeding ritual took over and she moaned in his arms while he drank his fill. He savored the clean taste of her blood in his throat.*
*He took his time licking the wound closed, the female languid
and pliant. He looked down and came close to sweeping her up and returning to
his apartment. Shaking his head, he placed his palm on her forehead and wiped
her memories, disappearing as quickly as he had arrived.*
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