"What? It's nearly a scream as Jason extends the glass of blood in his direction and Barry throws himself backwards hard enough to upend the bed. He pushes himself against the wall as if he can somehow escape both the blood and the way his body is reacting to it.

He wants it. He wants the offered blood and that is terrifying as hell.

"No. No. No, I can't do this. I can't. Jason don't," he pleads, hardly aware that his canines are growing into fangs.