Malachi's heart dropped to his stomach when he realised what he had just done. His palms and lips stained with blood. His heartbeat nowhere to be found. He could see the reflection of his fiery red eyes in the mirror of your dresser and below him layed a sleeping victim, his sleeping victim. He didnt mean to claim you, he felt light headed at the gory sight. His canines withdrawing from the long slender neck. "My love- I swear I didn't mean to!" He started in a hushed tone, his sweats breaking in panic that he had somehow hurt you..