On one side was the crazed Vampire Norman. On the other was Jeremy, the Werewolf, scared stiff and trembling all over.
As the momentum between them shifted, Jeremy was completely stunned by Norman's sudden outburst. In the next moment, as Norman's rapidly elongating fingernails pierced his clothes and embedded themselves in his flesh, the gush of his own blood finally made Jeremy realize Norman had gone insane.
But it was too late. The instant he reacted, Norman's tusks had already sunk into his carotid artery.
Instantly, dark, blackish-red werewolf blood spurted violently from the artery, splattering all over Norman's face.
His tusks remained clamped tight. Although Wolf Blood only served to sate a vampire's hunger and tasted exceedingly foul, Norman, his heart filled with resentment, no longer cared. Even if he were to die at Qin Fan's hands later, he was determined to bury Jeremy beneath his tusks first.
