"Have you eaten?" Jazmyn asked, flipping through my clipboard. I tried to grab it from her, but she held it out of my reach. If she were human, we would have been the same height. Jazmyn had something going on, and was looming over me by at least two heads. White hair, silvery horns, and skin the same color as my atramento limbs. She repeated her question, this time a harder tone, "Have. You. Eaten."

"I'll eat later, I have alot on my docket and--" I started, trying to snatch my clipboard from Jazmyn.

The corner of her mouth perk, showing her large canines at me. Flashing a fang, demanding attention. I bared my teeth, but was quickly shot down when she lurched forward. Her brow was pressed to mine, and I was backed against a wall.

Paloma called our names, this was a lab, not a brawling ring!

"You haven't had a feed, and you don't do live prey. You need to eat, or your powers start lashing out--"

I tried to shove her off, but she towered over me. She slammed her palm on the wall by my head, making my ears ring.

"You know damn well, I am here for you." she said, voice low. Jazmyn was growling, a noise that was deep in her chest that made my own bones rattle. She was too close, and if I swung at her, she would take me down with little to no effort. Her lips pursed and I felt like I needed to tilt my head, bare my throat to her. "Whether you like it or not, Miss Rogue Asset."

My palms felt wet and my fangs were heavy in my mouth. I needed to eat. I needed blood. Why was I fighting this?

She leaned in a bit, eyes looking me over. Imploring an answer. "Yes Ma'am." should have come out my mouth, what bubbled up without much hesitation was a snarl of words,

"Back off."