Daiyu ran as swiftly as he could, the pack of blood safely tucked under his coat.
Jingfei’s life depended on him.
Even as he felt his body weaken, he raced against the early morning rays, needing to get there in time.
He was no more than a block away when he felt his legs stiffen… He transformed into a pillar of ashes.
Inside her cozy little coffin, Jingfei smiled.
She swapped Daiyu’s SPF with good old moisturizer.
No more packed blood for her. She preferred to do it old school.
She closed her eyes with eager thoughts of tonight’s hunt.
© 2013 K.Z. Morano