"Turn me off," he groaned, his body shaking with the effort to keep from attacking her. Even knowing she had a shield up didn't stop the desire to just lunge himself at her.

"Can you turn off my mind? I'm not healed and I need more blood. If you don't stop me, I'll kill someone. Please..."

Aidan didn't think he'd ever been so vulnerable and open with someone in his life, maybe not even with himself. He was always convinced that he could control himself, that he could handle the cravings. But here, here he had too much to risk, too many people he cared about.