Giving him an intense glare back, Minerva's eyes were filled with hunger and it was as if she could see the blood pulsing through his veins. She blinked, trying to refocus her vision.
"Atlas unless you want to become my pre-breakfast snack you'll let me go right now or I'm going to hurt you very much," Minerva warned, her voice unnaturally low and her teeth causing her words to sound somewhat different.