Aaron's POV. It was a huge battle that I had lost. A battle in my mind for leaving the meditation and going downstairs to see what has happened to Violet. My heart turned at the thought of her being hurt. Even if I had tried my best to act like a total jerk towards her, she still found a way to get back at me. I didn't blame her. She was my weakness now. Her scent filled my nostrils. It was delicious, in the sense that I wanted to make her mine and kiss her neck, and also in the sense that I wanted to drain blood from her being. Now I was beginning to understand father. I was truly a monster. I couldn't leave her there. I could tell that something had happened because I only got her scent and through her scent I could tell she was down. Maybe she got drunk and was brought home. It mig