Bricriu POV
I could smell the blood from outside the room. I know that it is her blood. Her blood smells so distinct. It smells pure and untainted, not like the other girls blood. They use to much perfume and poison on their body that seeps into the blood. I wonder what is happening to her. I would love to get my claws into her. I wish these walls weren’t so thick. I would have loved to be able to hear what’s going on. I would love to hear her screams of agony. That is the one thing I struggled with when I first turned. The bloodlust that comes along with being a werewolf is very strong. It consumes you completely. It really bothered me and then I killed and found out that I liked it. I liked their pain, their fear and agony. I know she is alone in there with Marcus, maybe he is tearin
