Leo's POV
It had been two weeks and all I could think of as I entered the human world was Ivy. I only wanted to feel her next to me. To feel her warmth but when our lips collided, I knew that I wanted more.
The taste of Ivy’s blood still lingered on my tongue, and the hunger roared within me like a beast awakened. The taste had rejuvenated me in a way I hadn’t expected.
My strength, which had worn out over the last few weeks, had surged back with the ferocity of a storm. I could feel the power coursing through me, as though I were whole again—recovered, renewed. I felt ten times stronger than I’ve ever felt.
But it wasn’t just the physical strength. There was something darker that had come to life, something raw, deep within me that wanted more. More of her, more of that blood.