... Le vent charriait son odeur jusqu’à mes narines et les vibrations qui émanaient de son corps chassaient mon anxiété. Mais c’était seulement parce que je ne voulais pas mourir, bien sûr.
She shifted on her backside and didn’t make a move to come near me.
I flashed her my teeth. 'I won’t bite.'
Her neck bobbed as she swallowed. I couldn’t help but stare.
'You do kind of look like someone who would bite, Kalen.' Her voice was hushed.
[…]
'You’re right. I do bite sometimes. But I wouldn’t do it to you. Unless you asked.'