Something twists in my stomach. Nyme growls, wanting me to shift so she can tear apart the witch who's currently holding onto Valrik like she owns him. I force the storm brewing inside me to calm down. Folding my arms, I lean back against the wall and stare at them. “I've missed you, Val," she pouts. " You were gone for so long and it was getting boring.” I examine her from head to toe. Curly red hair, modest figure, and obviously a vampire like him. He doesn't hold her, but neither does he push her away. “I'm gone most of the time, Olivia." His voice comes out flat, unemotional. So Valrik. " That's going to stop,” she wound her hands around his neck, pulling him closer. " Father says we're getting married in two weeks.” I snap. " What!!” I push away from the wall and head towards them. I pry off her hands from Valrik's neck and stand in between them, forcing her to take a few steps back. She stares at me like I'm dirt beneath her shoes, but I couldn't care less. “Val, who's t
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