It could become dangerous
The heat coursed through my veins like wildfire, a pulsing, relentless burn that I couldn't ignore. My skin felt tight, too hot, like it was stretched over an inferno I had no way of putting out.
I tried to steady my breath, to keep my voice even, but Aeliana's presence so close was like a damn spark to a powder keg. Every part of me felt on edge, desperate, and starved in a way I hadn't been for a long time.
I felt my fangs slide out, sharp against my tongue. Fuck, not now. Not in front of her.
I clenched my fists, feeling the nails bite into my palms, grounding myself in the pain. I needed to keep her away, to get her out of here before… before I lost whatever was left of my control. "Go," I muttered through clenched teeth. My voice was harsher than I intended, laced with an edge that made her flinch. "Aeliana, get the hell out."