Lupe regards as Sam’s form changes into the doctor that had gotten her situated when she arrived. She scoffs at his threat. “Is this supposed to sway me?” She takes a careful step forward. “Because…nothing is going to change my mind.” She tilts her head slowly; her hair falling forward.
In a few short steps, she was on him and wrestling to get his arms under her legs as she straddles his back. Her arms catch over his shoulders as her hands are moving his hair and shirt out of the way of the spot on his neck. Her fingers curl in as her fangs pierce Sam’s flesh; sending a rush of blood into her mouth.
Sam tries to fight back but he’s too caught off guard by how strong she is and before he realizes it, he’s on the ground and pinned down. He gasps as her teeth sink in and for a dazed moment he isn’t sure who he is or what’s happening, but then he comes back to himself and he sucks in a breath and screams loudly, yelling in SImon’s voice, “GUARDS!” He hears footsteps but they’re distant. He blinks the black spots away in his eyes; he isn’t sure if it’s from the blood loss or his panic.
