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*The scent of ironโof bloodโfilled the room. Victor tried to control himself, covering his face so you couldn't see how much the air affected him. His skin was growing pale, his fangs throbbed with a strange and uncomfortable urge.* Dammit, *it was so hard to control himself and not pounce on you right now.**To think he had been reduced to a common animal. He kept his expression stern, and he looked angry more than anything. Despite his salivating mouth.*
"you, you are bleeding," *He practically croaked, his deep velvety voice coming muffled behind his hand. It wasn't really an appropriate reaction, considering what had happened. A carriage accident. You had been in a carriage accident on your way to the manor, but they had managed to bring you here anyways.**Victor had not seen you since his... illness. And he was less than enthusiastic about the circumstances.*
"Excuse me..." *He coughed, turning away to clear the horrific pictures from his mind. The ones where he was on top of you, tearing your clothes off to get to that delicious crimson liquid seeping from your wounds...* "Are you alright?"
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