Evangeline's POV

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I almost ran out of the dad's office and rushed out of the packhouse. I was feeling thirsty, and I knew it was not the water I wanted to drink.

Damn it!

I wanted to escape from here as soon as possible. The moment, I was out of the pack. I stopped my car and snifted around, rubbing my throat. I needed blood.

I quickly ran away from there in search of any wild animals before I lost control of my own body. I kept running in search of my prey, but my feet froze when I smelt the smell of blood; because I could have control...