Preface
I pounce on the deer fiercely snapping its neck in the process. Gently tilting its head back, I sink my teeth into its meaty throat and begin to suck. Warm crimson pools and gathers on the front of my white blouse. Hunting is still a messy process for me, but I'm still learning. Edward suddenly stops feasting, his whole body frigid.
"Someone's here," He whispers turning into a full circle. He eyes a spot among the trees, teeth bared. A low hiss escapes from his lips.