Dylans red eyes glimmered in the moonlight trickling in from the window. He was trying his hardest to control his urges for his girlfriend who was sleeping peacefully beside him.

The smell of sweet blood and the sound of her soft heartbeat enticed him and tried to overwhelm his sense, but he kept himself grounded, although it wasn’t easy.

Dylan knew he had to do something before it got too much for him to control, so he quietly slipped out of bed and out of the bedroom, and to the backdoor.