So you had lost control, so what? You couldn't resist the scent of blood, you were a vampire for god's sake.

What could your commander do? He was a pathetic human, you were better or so you thought.

He had you in a chokehold, muscles flexing and grip unrelenting. You were thrashing in his hold, face scrunched up in anger as you bared your fangs.

"I suggest you calm down. No one needs to get hurt." Graves says calmly.