SATURDAY MORNING - THE DAY AFTER TRANSFORMATION
Eve woke slowly, her body feeling different in ways she couldn't quite articulate.
Everything was sharper. Clearer. More.
She could hear Damian's heartbeat from across the room where he stood looking out the window. Could smell Damon's unique scent....leather and gunpowder and wild forests....even though he was in the bathroom. Could feel Silas's presence downstairs through the bond, a warm constant connection that told her exactly where he was and what he was feeling.
And she was hungry.
Not desperately, not the overwhelming starvation from last night. But there was a low, constant pull....a need for sexual energy that hummed beneath her skin like a second heartbeat.
"You're awake," Damian said without turning around. "I can feel you through the bond."
