[Maverick’s POV]
The world around me begins to turn red, and everything in me screams to kill as the scent of Forrest’s blood overwhelms me.
Fuck. What was this? What was this feeling? What was happening to me?
Hissing in shock, I stumble backward even though everything in me screams to continue to attack, and this move alone causes a laugh to escape Forrest.
“Look at you,” he huffs, sitting up and wiping blood from his lip. “Just the slightest smell of my blood has you struggling so much.”
“Shut up,” I growl, trying to shake off what I’m feeling. “Just shut the fuck up.”
As I speak, I move to attack again but once again stagger as that need for blood hits me.
“What is this?” I whisper, causing a bark of laughter to escape Forrest.
“She isn’t the only one with special blood.” He says, getting up from the ground and beginning to move toward me. “I too have special blood, but mine doesn’t turn wolves into humans.”