Emilia walks back into the house with her head hanging low as she recalls the feeling of joy from drawing blood on her mate. Is she possessed? Maybe bipolar? Who can she even ask about this? Who would even have an answer for her? The questions storm into her mind like a freight train slamming its brakes too late and crashing into a cement wall.
Emilia walks into her bedroom and locks the door behind her. She sets down her belongings on the bed, grabs a change of clothes, and hops into the shower. A burning in her abdomen causes her to fall down while crying out in pain. She looks down and notices a small trail of blood leaking out of her vagina and begins to panic. Intense heat invades her body as she rushes to turn the water to cold.
"No no no! Not now!" She shouts angrily at her body as she begins to pant.