I Don't Drink Blood
"A what?" He inquired as though he hadn't heard what Ileus said the last time.
Ileus smiled charmingly at him, and before he could anticipate what would happen next, white canines, slowly but steady, elongated from Ileus's gum and became visible to the eyes. His nails stretched out, and he glanced down at them.
Shawn's heartbeat rapidly increased within him as he stared at the canines resting on Ileus's lower lip, with his mouth agape, and a horrid look on his face.
"Do you believe me no-" Ileus inquired, and what he did not expect was for Shawn to suddenly grab a pillow and throw it at him, then stand up from the sofa and begin to back away till his back was pressed against the door.
Ileus' face darkened in a bit of anger, and he glared viciously at him. "Why the hell did you do that?" He asked in a very harsh voice that had Shawn jolting in fear.