Part of her was straining to just grab Cassidy and bite from her neck, where the blood would flow even faster, and to drain her dry, all the while pulling every hope and dream, every fear and pain, from her mind. She wanted to drain her dry and leave nothing but a lifeless husk behind. Her emotions were especially so sweet. She wanted more, so much more.

She fought the hunger. She couldn't take as much blood from Cassidy as she had from Jono, so she'd need to feed again soon. But it was enough to take the edge off. She pulled her fangs from Cassidy's wrist and pushed herself away, panting from the effort.