Fixing

Luciana was completely taken aback by the sudden attack on her neck. Raziel's hand held her waist close and firm, not even giving her the chance to move, not to talk of freeing herself. His hold was so strong, nothing like the gentleness he usually showed her.

Luciana panicked when she realized the rate at which he was drinking her blood. She knew that he loved the taste of her blood, and now that he didn't seem to recognize her, she knew that she was in trouble. He was not holding back, and when he sucked her dry, he would blame himself.

"Raziel stop." She said, tapping his back. "Raziel you are going to hurt me." She hit him, but it felt like she was just pouring water on a rock.