Hammerhead Cut

I could sense food. Prey.

I wanted to kill it. Eat it.

Not bother to swallow it first. Not consider what was sliding down my throat. Not care if it was another hammerhead...

<Jake!> Tobias ordered. <Get a grip!>

The human part of me shuddered. I'd grazed Tobias with my teeth. A thin red line appeared on his eleven-foot-long body.

<Sorry, man. I must be tired. Let's go.>