Phoebe

"How dare you!" I growled louder, baring my sharp canines at him. My eyes burned with fire as a new wave of anger crashed through me, flooding my veins, and consuming me to my fullness like a volcano about to erupt.

Breathless and blinded by raw rage, I sank my claws deep into his neck, salivating shamelessly as I watched the blood run freely on his neck, staining my fingers.

A new wave of thirst shot up in my dry throat, urging me to have a taste of my father's delicious blood.

"Phoebe, stop this madness!" he yelled in fright, seeing how I eyed his blood hungrily.

Madness?!

He...