Without another thought, Enzo brought his own wrist to his lips and sank his fangs in, wincing at the sharp pain as his skin tore. He pulled back, making sure his own blood had coated his fangs, and then—he leaned down, pressing his lips to her neck and biting in.
Vincent and Andrei both froze, their eyes wide, watching with a mix of awe and unease. Neither of them had ever seen a human being turned before. No one had. In their world, they had only been taught that it was possible—that if they bit a humanoid species and mixed their blood, it would work.
Adeline's body trembled beneath his hold, her breathing shallow and erratic as his blood seeped into her bloodstream. Her fingers twitched, and her pupils dilated, her entire body convulsing.
Enzo pulled back, blood staining his lips as his gaze locked onto her still face. He didn't know what to expect. "Is it working?" he thought.
