Side Story 13:

Carmen’s POV:

My stomach was gnawing at me, a deep, persistent ache that had woken me up. The last time I had fed from a blood bag was more than two days ago, its metallic taste was already fading, replaced by the ghost of a rich, sweet, and spicy flavor that I knew I would never forget.

I frowned, pushing myself off the bed with a heavy, leaden feeling in my limbs.

I looked at the clock. It was n