The illusion? I made it a question. His eyes were wide and dead, but it was daylight. The other black-shirted security guards didn't seem to know what to do. His fingers traced just above the lace, played along the bare skin of my thighs.
There were a set of bite marks on either side of the neck, and one in the bend of her left arm, right wrist, and chest. I had to let go of Nathaniel's hand, but I moved up two more steps. He lay down on the ground like it was a bed, and then he simply sank into the ground. I'd gotten rid of my beast by bringing theirs, and now I was suddenly covered in warm liquid that mimicked blood, with two freshly turned lycanthropes holding me down.
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