~Aiden~
It's happened a few times now where Faith's scent changes since I've been around her, although this time it has a strong shift and not only that I can almost taste her anxiety and fear in the air as I sit outside her bathroom and I haven't even marked her yet.
Fang starts to push forward and before I can stop myself, I am pulling her from the shower. Her eyes have a hint of black as if a force is fighting her and it is then I understand the shift in her scent is the witch trying to take hold of her, and that thought angers me. I simply want to make sure she is okay but as anger surges through me mixed with holding her so close, I lose all control of myself, using her as a source of calm.
I kiss her with a fierce hunger, intoxicated by her returning scent. Her lips are sweet and
