Chapter 7: Resisting Those Instincts
*Percival*
Damn this little human.
Her scent was so delicious, and all of my instincts were screaming at me to take the bite. That wouldn’t be right, however, even if in the old times I would have easily done so. Nowadays, I had much more compassion and empathy.
Lucky her.
Pesky humans and their curiosity always led to trouble like this. Why had she been there, was she exploring the manor, or something? A question, perhaps? I gazed into her frightened dark bronze eyes, wanting nothing more than to sink my fangs into her and feed. I hadn’t finished my meal due to this little incident.
The only reason Mika got so far here was because I needed to help the donor to the bed so that she could be cared for by Reggie with a spell to restore blood. The shifter would cook her extra food given the energy cost on her body due to the spell. Would this human understand the intricacies of the symbiotic relationships here? Probably not, she appeared on the edge of passing out.