Damon stepped into the cama and crawled towards Elena who was still asleep. He waved a blood bag in front of her nose, knowing the scent would wake her up. And indeed, a few segundos later Elena opened her eyes and snatched the bag out of Damon’s hands. Without thinking she pulled the stopper and drank the blood.
After a minuto or so she stopped drinking and looked at the empty bag in horror. She threw it against the mural and as it dropped on the floor four messy lines of blood were painted on the wall.
“Get that away from me” she said upset and shaking.
“Elena, you had to feed. You were...
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