35: ETERNAL MATE

LAZARUS'S POV

I felt my eyes flashing from grey to red. That sweet, sugary smell was waking up my thirst and my hunger. I wanted nothing more than to taste whatever this scent was. My gums burnt when I felt my fangs descending without me even taking them out. Now I knew something definitely was not right. I needed to get out of here and get some fresh air. Before I could walk off, Miranda's pretty friend Clarke rocked her way over to me.

“Hey there Mack daddy,” she slurred. I could smell the heavy booze on her breath. “I could tell you want me. I know you can't take your eyes off me,” she giggled, followed by a burp.

“OK sweetheart,” I laughed. “You want me to get you some water?”

She leaned against my chest, rubbing her face on my skin that was visible under my leather jacket. “Your skin is so smooth and cool,” she whispered. “I like it.”

“OK sweetheart,” I shoved her off. “Deep breaths,” I told her. If she didn't calm down, I would have to use my compulsion on her and I didn't want