She was strong too, and he realised now that perhaps telling her had been a mistake. Fuck. The thrumming sound of her terrified heartbeat was the only thing sustaining him, and he managed to hold her in place.
Dennis felt the wetness on his hand, and he saw the terror in her wide eyes. Normally this would have been the perfect moment to strike, but knowing now that her blood was no good, he had to refrain. He wanted to growl, to just break her neck for being such an annoying waste of his time.
But then he knew if he could milk this situation, he could make things work in his favour. She went limp in his arms, her eyes closing as he dared to move his hand away.
He put on a suitably distressed look, feigning terror in his own eyes. "Please, Gabrielle, I don't want to hurt you. Please stop screaming. I just want your help..."