Victor couldn't help but smile at his sleeping mate. She was stirring, nestled comfortably in his arms and everything was going according to plan. Her instincts were starting to influence her decisions more and she was very close to accepting him as her mate.

,He watched her eyes open and smirked "Morning Sugar"

"You know I don't like that nickname" sighed Sarah snuggling closer to him,

She knew she was being held by the man she had been running from. She knew she should get out of there right now but it felt so good to be with him and it all felt so -right-. She reached to pull up the sheets when a loud ripping sound echoed through the room. Victor felt her body stiffen as she moved to keep her hands from sight.

"What do we have here?" smirked Victor,

He grabbed her wrist and was pleased to see that she had grown claws. Sarah tore away from his grip and jumped out the bed before heading strait for her luggage.

"And what do you think you're doing?" asked Victor walking after her,

"N-Nothing, I just have to fix something."

She could practically feel the anger rolling off of Victor as she grabbed a small case and headed for the bathroom. In a matter of seconds, Victor had an arm around her waist and the black case was in his other hand. He flipped the case open to find what looked like a nail kit on steroids.

"What were you planing on doing to yourself?" Asked Victor as if he didn't know,

"I have to find a job. I can't exactly go around with claws. Now give me my set!"

She reach for it only to have Victor's arm tighten around her waist.

"You don't have to have a job. I've got enough money for the both of us."

"That may be true but I like making my own money!"

"You could always get into my line of work."

"Not gonna happen"

"Why not?" Victor breathed on her skin, "You were made for it."

He threw the nail kit to the side and took one of her hands in his. His fingers moved to the palm of her hand and pressed a pressure point forcing her to extend her claws to their full length.

"You can't tell me these were meant for petting kittens."

"I won't kill anyone"

"Why not?" said Victor massaging her hand, "You did before."

"I'm a different person now."

"Really? But its who you are." Victor purred in her ear, "It's in your blood."

"I'm not an animal"

"Oh but you are" smirked Victor nibbling on her neck,

She found herself melting in his arms as he continued caressing and bitting her skin. She started purring as the session continued.

"That's right" Victor whispered, "Give into your instincts"

He was soon on top of her and she started kissing and biting him back. For a while, she found herself completely lost in the moment until she recognized the taste of blood in her mouth. Her eyes shot open and saw Victor on top of her. A small amount of blood was dripping from his neck. His neck quickly healed and a mark replaced the wound. She was in shock, she didn't even remember biting him.

,He chuckled and kissed her "Good girl"

"I-I didn't mean it! I didn't-"

"It's too late for that, Sugar." said Victor, "The bond is complete"

And with that, he got up and went to the bedroom.

Since she had no way to correct her unusual appearance, she was forced to spend the rest of the day in the hotel room. About a week passed and everything seemed ok until Sarah noticed something was...off. It started off with her craving meat. This wasn't new for her but it got to the point where anything else would make her vomit.

"You need to eat something" said Victor coming into the kitchen,

"I'm working on that"

She had been sitting in the kitchen for almost two hours trying to eat a fruit salad. She reached for the bowl again and Victor snatched it and threw its contents in the trash.

"What was that for!?"

He went to the fridge and pulled out a particularly bloody steak. A few minutes later, she was presented with a barely cooked slab of meat.

"Eat" growled Victor sitting at the table,

"I'm a vegetarian"

"Bullshit"

"It's been that way for the past six years."

"I thought I broke you of that habit"

"I had a relapse"

"You need to eat" said Victor standing, "One way or another, I'll make sure that happens."

After a while, she managed to resist temptation and put the steak away and attempted to eat a fruit salad. She had battled with the fruit salad for a little over an hour when she smelled something delicious.

A few minutes later, Victor came through the door with a bloody burlap sack.

"What's that?" Sarah whispered,

,Victor smirked and tossed the sack on the table "I seem to remember you having a weak spot for wild bird."

Her mouth started to water as he pulled several plum wild turkeys out of the bag.

"That's not fair" said Sarah trying to look away,

"What's wrong? I thought you were a vegetarian."

"I-I'm taking a nap"

She managed to take a nap but the scent haunted her even in her sleep. She woke up and headed for the kitchen where she found one of the turkeys prepared just the way she liked it.

"I suppose one bite wouldn't hurt" Sarah mumbled,

It started with one bite, then two, then three. Before she knew it, she had eaten the entire thing. Just as she dropped the last bone, she smelled Victor. She heard Victor laugh and walk behind her.

"How do you feel?" purred Victor,

"I feel fine" Sarah muttered, "Why do you care?"

He just chuckled and picked her up. This was odd, very odd. It wasn't like Victor to be this calm or gentle. He placed her in the bed and put a hand on her stomach.

She could have sworn she saw him smile before turning and leaving the room.

A few days later, Sarah woke up to find Victor packing.

"What do you think you're doing with my stuff?"

"Packing" said Victor as he closed her bag, "Im taking you somewhere more comfortable."

"What are you talking about?"

"You still haven't figured it out?"

"What are you going on about?"

Victor just chuckled and walked passed her to the door.

"Ill be back in a few, get some rest."

She sighed and sat on the couch. She wasn't in the mood for this. He had been acting weird for about a week now and she didn't know how much longer she could stand it. She really missed the old Victor but she had to admit that this side of him was kind of nice. Wait a second, what was she thinking!? How could she suddenly be so comfortable with the man that she had been running and hiding from!? She had to get away from him as soon as possible before she was completely subdued by her instincts. She opened the window and scanned the area. The room was on the top floor so she made quick work of climbing on the roof. She jumped from roof to roof until she came to the main street. She jumped down to the ally and was heading towards the street when she heard a low growl.