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as sharp and unbearable, making it impossible for me to take another swig from him. I growled in defiance, but my protest was swallowed by his

wed eyes. The power surged through me, and for a moment, I considered fighting him, breakin

n urges. I stumbled, regaining my balance, but the shock had passed, and with it came a wave of shame

y that came with it. But even in the shame, I couldn't deny how good I felt-how strong. My limbs tingled with new energy, my senses sharper

s of his blood, then wiped my mouth with my dirty sleeve, trying to rid myself of the evidence of w

what I was. A monster in his eyes

gue, like I was forcing them through clenched teeth. But I owed this vampire an apology, even if it tasted as bitter as poison. I had been rude, relentless in my greed, de

hen forced myself to meet his eyes again. "Now

nything other than stand there drowning in my own guilt. But he didn't move. Instead, h

hrough my anxiety with the precision of a blade. "My blood is making

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d tear through the walls, like the world was too small to contain the power coursing through me. The strength was intox

s narrowing slightly as if he could already hear them c

he had come for me. Not for my blood, not to take anything from me, but to offer his own. He had given me his blood, his strength, when he could've left me to

miliar. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced, filling me with a raw, untapped energy tha

ing to his throat, to the pulse beneath his skin, and a longing settled in my chest, deep and insistent. It wasn't just hunger. It

don't let hi

on his lips because he growled low and

t planning o

may

ou dare,

yes-a flicker of something that matched the desire burning in my own. But it was quickly smo

himself as much as he was warning me. The tension in his body was palpable, his muscles coiled tight, and his aura radiated

akened something in me, something that wasn't going to be satisfied with just a taste. But I knew better than

ion lingered, heav

now it was a one-time thing since no one can be that generous! I won't dri

ng with this man? Who

aid darkly, not b

ng my mind

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ow he can r

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me being this bad Ollivara, yet he'd still come for me. And danger oozed out of hi

a second thought. His strength and power were leagues beyond mine at the moment. Still, a dark thought gnawed at the back of my

y body cut open, my hybrid nature exposed and dissected, my blood drained drop by drop. The

brid, af