Succulent Prey

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off to math class. If anything could douse the fire in him it was sitting in a classroom balancing
    equations for an hour and a half.
    Joe sat through over an hour of math,
    trying his best not to think about the
    scrumptious meat chained up in his
    bedroom. The numbers on the page kept
    jumbling up in his head and at the end of the class his paper was stil blank. He bal ed it up and tossed it in the trash on his way out the door. He'd much rather
    get an incomplete than a zero.
    Joe left the mathematics lab and walked back across campus to the library. The
    sun was beginning to set and the fog
    was already rol ing slowly across the
    manicured lawn toward him. A cool
    breeze slipped through the trees and
    across the grass, whispering beneath
    his clothes and across his skin. Joe
    sighed and shivered. After having his
    face glued to a page ful of senseless
    mathematical equations for over an hour, the cool moist evening air was
    refreshing, soothing. It calmed the beast inside him.
    Joe felt relaxed and sedate as the fog
    caught up to him and sucked him in. Stil , he could not stop thinking about Alicia. He didn't want to hurt her again. He had to find a cure for himself.
    He tensed as he remembered what
    Professor Locke had said:
    Sever the bloodline. Kil the original
    werewolf.
    Hopeful y, there was another way. Joe
    hadn't thought about Damon Trent in
    years. Not until the hunger had started to come upon him and he'd looked into the
    bathroom mirror to see the same pitiless lust-clouded eyes of his long-ago
    victimizer staring back at him. He should have known then that the-man-had
    passed something evil on to him.
    The librarian looked up and smiled
    nervously as Joe entered the building
    and stalked past her desk. Joe rol ed his massive shoulders and smiled back at
    her with a leering smile as he dragged
    his eyes over her thick curves. Her smile faltered and fel from her face, landing in a hard trembling line. She lowered her
    eyes and turned away. Joseph smiled
    wider.
    Joe struggled to maintain control over
    the beast raging within him but the smel of her perfumed skin was driving him
    mad. He walked past her and into the
    rows of bookshelves, reeling like a
    drunken man. He stopped in front of a
    book in the mythology section cal ed
    Vampires in Fact and Fiction. He pul ed it off the shelf and walked with it back to the huge oak table in the center of the room. He opened it and turned to the
    section on ways to become a vampire.
    There was some nonsense about being
    born on Christmas Day or being
    excommunicated from the church that
    Joe immediately discounted as
    superstition, then there came the part
    about being bitten by a vampire or
    drinking the blood of the undead.
    Joe quickly turned to the section on
    destroying vampires and read about
    nailing them into their coffins by driving a wooden stake through their hearts or
    through their skul s so that they could not rise to feed. There was a prescription
    that cal ed for decapitating and burning the corpses of vampires or dragging
    them out into the sun. Fil ing their mouths with garlic or placing host wafers in their coffins so that they could not lie there. Joe turned more pages until he came to
    a section that reiterated Professor
    Douglas's own remedy for the werewolf
    curse. Curing a vampire of the curse
    likewise cal ed for finding and kil ing the original bloodsucker. Joe slammed the
    book shut and sat there thinking, first about Damon Trent the child murderer
    and then about Alicia, whom he would
    surely murder and consume if he did not cure himself. He got up and walked over to the computer to do a search on
    Damon Trent.

Chapter Fourteen
    Alicia was fast asleep when the door
    slammed, waking her from her dreams
    and plunging her back into the nightmare of reality. Joe stalked into the room
    looking excited and agitated.
    "I don't know what to do! I don't want to hurt you, but I can't see him again. I just can't face him again!"
    He strode back and forth,

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