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ARC'S POV: I don’t stop driving fast until I’m out of view. Past the edge of her house. Past the lamplight. Into the shadows where I belong. Only then do I let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding. What the hell did I just do? I ran my fangs into her neck. Her neck. Aurora. It's not because I lost control. No… I chose to do it. I asked. She said yes. But still. I tasted her. And now I’m ruined. The taste of her still lingers on my tongue, like warmth and sun and something ancient. Something mine. It was nothing like the sterile animal blood I’ve numbed myself with all these years. Her blood felt like a jolt to my deadened veins. Like being alive again. That should’ve scared me. It should’ve made me run far, far away. Instead, all I can think about is how close her body was