Chapter 45: Dream
Alessa couldn't see his face, but she could feel the heat of him sidled up against her. His body wrapped protectively around hers, she was flooded with a sense of sanctuary, of knowing she was safe from whatever dangers lurked outside.
Still enveloped in the tranquil mist of sleep, she smiled deeply and rolled over to face him. Her eyes still closed, she dreamily ran her hands over his broad chest and nuzzled her face against the scruff of his chin with a sigh.
Tilting her head up, she trailed his chiseled jaw with her lips, their mouths meeting in a slow, tender kiss. Their eyes fell open in unison and she lost herself for a moment in the endless blue she knew so well.
But then something began to change for Alessa, some incongruous feeling rising fiercely from her gut. A sudden distinct thirst overwhelmed her. But not for water - for blood.
And she was taken with the bestial desire to kill.