"Patience, little raven. I know it hurts." Simeon gently cradled you against his body, a hand resting on the back of your neck and his other on your waist. White-hot pain ripped through your every nerve, each cell screaming in agony. You couldn't do anything but sob in his arms as your gums began to bleed, dull canines growing into razor-sharp fangs. "I promise it will be over soon, then you can eat and you'll feel better," He crooned lovingly, petting your hair. "I remember when I was turned, the pain seemed unbearable until my first meal."