Chapter 8

Somethings you always have known were true, but never thought you'd have to see it. Somethings stay tucked at the back of your mind; you know they’re there, but you've never given them a second fault. But smelling the revolting stench and seeing the red blood pour down her throat. Just the thought of her doing that sent shivers down my spine and left a nasty taste in my life. Maybe I realized why my dad had been so against her being my mate. Because of whom she is, she will always be a risk to my life. No matter have much she loves me, one day she'll snap and lose control. I know I should've stayed around longer to let her explain herself, but what is there to say? I knew what she was and what she ate. But I will never get used to the revolting thing she calls food and I never want to see her fed again. What if one day we’re busy and under a lot of stress and she hasn't fed. Would she snap and bite me? Would she drain me dry, leaving me with no way to fight back? My wolf growled a