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ERIDAN 15girl’s body is tensed and stiff, her blood sweet and scared, and Helen allows herself tobe drawn into the feeding bliss, almost forgetting she is not alone. She sucks the sweetnectar in long gulps, feeling its warmth as it glides down her throat, filling her every cellwith life.The girl’s eyes flutter as blood loss brings her on the verge of losing consciousness, soHelen wraps her arms around her to hold her more firmly. And then, the body she issteadying suddenly shakes fiercely and Helen looks down, where the wolf ’s strong jawsclose around the girl’s left calf. Pain caused by such powerful bite makes their victim jerkweekly in Helen’s strong arms as another scream begins to rise from her throat – butthe vampire silences her, pressing her lips to the girl’s and piercing her tongue with sharpfangs. Any sound the girl might make with her last drops of strength before the worldaround her sinks into darkness, turns into gurgles in blood filling her mouth.When the girl faints and her body becomes limp, Helen returns her hungry mouth to thewound on their prey’s neck. Her eyes meet Alina’s – the wolf is tearing the girl’s leg, andin her eyes, shining with hunger, the whole world of silver wilderness is spreading, leavingHelen once more breathless. Why this wolf makes me feel this way, she wonders as theyboth feed on their prey’s life, gazes locked, and the deep growl coming from she-wolf ’sthroat matches moan of pleasure in the vampire’s.When she drains all she could from the girl, Helen releases the limp body, letting Alinahave it. The wolf growls, satisfied, and when the body falls on the ground, jumps on it.Helen watched how her strong jaws tear pieces of bloody flesh, how those deadly teethcrush bones and how her muzzle digs into the girl’s insides. She watches, mesmerizedagainst her will, for in that display of deadly brutality, of animal feeding, she sees morebeauty than a vampire should. We are the same, comes through her amazed mind,deadly beasts feeding on the weak and feeble, kings and queens on the top of the foodchain…She doesn’t intend to approach the werewolf while feeding – she knows well howdangerous it would be – but her legs seem to move on their own. As pleasurable warmthspreads through her well fed body and the vampire feels that usual foggy bliss that comeswhenever she fully satiates her hunger. Is that why I am moving towards Alina, shewonders absently, is post-feeding bliss making me reckless? She can’t say – although sheis certain she would never advice any of her clients to do this – but she simply has totouch the beautiful beast, even if it is the last thing she would ever do. Moonlight glistenson the wolf ’s fur, shadows of silver and gold overflowing it, and Helen’s sensitive sightperceives it as a dance of shadows and light, which makes the large animal even morebeautiful.To touch a werewolf while it feeds, is unthinkable for any vampire, let alone for a youngone such as herself, merely a century old and with none battles against wolves behindher. But Helen can’t help herself; a strong, unknown force pulls her towards the she-wolf,64Short story