Demetri POV
The smell could have stained on our clothes. It intoxicated the vampires. And our well fed behaviors were ready to ravish her as she lay unconscious on the floor. Aro had pinched his nose trying to control himself. Then the strangest thing happened.
A soft glow emerged from her body and the bite mark had closed. Her eyes opened and she sat up.
She stared forward. Her blank eyes staring through souls. She rose elegantly to her feet and her eyes cleared up.
"I thought you would bite me?" She whispered to Aro.
The words rang in the ears of every vampire present. Aro stood outraged. A human had rejected our venom. A mere human.
"Sirens; there must be something about sirens!" Aro screamed as he rushed out the corridor.
Estelle looked around confused. I approached her and dragged her out.
"What happened?" she asked.
"You didn't turn. You resisted the venom." I told her as she stared back at me with wide eyes.
It was sudden, that I had taken a breath. A breath that I did not need to take and that breath brought a sweet aroma. One that I had suddenly decided that I could not live without.
Estelle's POV
I was stunned that I could save my mortality. Disappointed for sure that I could never face these monsters but yet I could resist them. I had looked back to the handsome face that had saved me and I saw it glow with hunger.
He wanted me or more like he wanted my blood but I could not resist him. Something in me triggered an emotion that I would do anything to keep him happy.
Demetri's POV
She looked into my eyes, her wide eyes closing slightly with realization. With an effortless motion, she gracefully moved the hair from one side of her neck to the other and presented her neck to me. I watched her as a hawk would watch its prey.
I had dragged an arm around her waist and brought her close to me with a slight aggression. I brought my nose to her neck as I took the scent of her more deeply, hearing her pulse in hyper mode. I kissed her neck before I sunk my teeth into her.
She moaned a soft noise and it made me groan against her neck. The sensations making me drag her boy closer to mine. She wrapped one hand around my neck as the other pulled my hair.
I had stopped before I lost control; I licked the spot before backing away from her, my hands still on her waist.
She glowed a little, and the spot that had been bitten had healed into a scar in the shape of a hart, within that scar, the letter D was established. This very moment, Aro barged in.