❝I’m impressed.❞
what shall we toast to? || @harvellehound || accepting
B l o o d drips from the corners of his mouth like a VAMPIRE that sucks the life from the souls it devours. Scott’s mind is racing -- what had he just done? He isn’t going to let himself fall into this -- he’s BETTER than this. The wolf that consumes is only a part of him and it is n o t his whole being. Yet her words speak WONDERS as he stares into the distance to avoid the sigh of the body laying limp beneath his feet.
He sucks in a breath as he turns his eyes to her. There’s pain in them, laced between the flashing r e d of his eyes that matches the c r i m s o n on his lips.
❝ ...I bet you are. ❞








