Page 73 of Bitten & Burned
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Not stopped.
Pulled.
His fangs left my neck with a wet sound and a snarl. I felt the blood, the air, the ache where his mouth had been. His eyes. Red rimmed. Dark. Black. And wet. A tear slipped down his cheek.
That was the last thing I knew.
Not falling.
Not breathing.
Just absence.
Just cold.
Just black.
Part Two
Eleven
TOOK TOO MUCH
Kravenspire, Sol, Verdune
16 Ebry, Year 810
QUIL
She gave me a gift.
A gift
Rowena…
I can still hear her heart beating.
Slow.
Too slow.
It’s beating too slowly.
Fuck.
I did this.
Me.
Monster.
Me.
And they all felt it.
Every drop I stole, every tremorin her body.
They felt me ruin her.
