#Chapter 153 Blood

I pulled back with a gasp, shuddering at the taste of blood rolling down my throat: a little sweet, a little coppery. I felt my strength returning quicker. I felt steady and empowered. It made me think of that drug that Damian had dropped in the fountain at the mall. I lifted my head with a soft sigh of delight, of pleasure, of something that I couldn’t name. A moan escaped me. I could almost feel it vibrating in the air and shaking the ground. The strength that was surging through me was unreal, yet I felt like a huge weight had been taken off my chest. It felt like I was taking my first breath after being underwater for too long. And I was starving. I leaped from the ground, tackling the creature closest to me, and slamming my fist into its face. Before another could leap at me, I sunk my teeth into its neck and drained it. I twisted and took the next creature out with a sharp kick, slamming it to the ground. Then, I was on it, draining it the way I had drained the other.