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Tracy's POV

The moment I felt his fangs in my skin, I instantly wrapped my arms around his back, and grabbed onto him for support, as I tried to contain the pain in me.

For some reason, I wanted him to really keep sucking on my blood; if that's how he's going to stop being miserable.

I kept letting out faint cries as I held tightly unto him, and finally found my voice when I noticed he's no longer himself —the current version him could drink me die.

"Not to dryness, Jayden." I said with the strength left in me, and he instantly withdrew from my neck. But not without a sharp pain on me—this pain made me let out an extra slight groan.

He raised my head up to look at his, and his bloody red eyes became normal right at that moment. "Voice really can make a positive effect." I thought.

As he stared down at my face as I leaned on him, he suddenly started questioning me, asking why I didn't yield to his warnings.