Lily's POV
Maybe it was because of how quiet the room had become when Zac grabbed my wrist but I could practically hear my heart trying to rip open my chest and burst out of my ribcage as blood dripped down my palm to my forearm and trickled to the floor. The sound as it hit the ground was louder than I had ever heard before.
"What are you doing?" I asked tentatively, as he stared transfixed at my bleeding palm.
His chasm black eyes were filled with an emotion I've never seen on him.
Thirst.
He swallowed, pale slender throat bobbed up and down, like he was trying to stop himself from doing something. He went as far as shutting his eyes and gritting his teeth, letting out a guttural growl that made me flinch.
"Let me go!" I tugged on my hand, unable to shrink back in fear because he
