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It vibrated in my grip, singing to some deep, primitive part of me that hungered for blood. “Thank you.” I said. “Now, as to how you are going to get the chance, I leave that entirely up to you. But you should know, the power that lies within a mate bond will come in handy while fighting a vampire. Mutt or pureblood.” I stiffened at the reference to Delia and my bond once again and she raised up both hands in mock surrender. “I’m just saying. Don’t throw it away because of your perceived notion of what your mate must look like.”

They were already suspicious of me and I couldn’t risk it. The library had floor-to-ceiling shelves, thick with the scent of old paper and cedar polish. A quiet, forgotten room. It suited Victor—a man who seemed to thrive in silence, buried beneath layers of legacy and restraint. But even silent places had secrets, and I was getting good at pulling those apart. Hopefully, I'm able to do this one before the time runs out I moved to the back wall, where the older books were. Politics. History. Ledgers. The usual placeholders for the real things people didn’t want found.

Too awfully, incredibly real. She could’ve just dismissed them as a group of completely crazy people, as some weird cult or society that was completely delusional. But after all that had happened in the last 48 hours, she actually found herself thinking twice. Her own strength. Her own behavior. The way she felt her body changing. Could vampires be true? Was she one of them? Had she stumbled into the middle of some kind of vampire war? That would be just her luck.

he gave me an appraising look, "we're a lot alike." "What makes you say that?" My voice held my curiosity. "We both like getting things done ourselves."

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

“Oh come on, it will be fun right when you know you cannot stop from kissing me back and would like to go deeper—“ “Okay, I think I have my deal of this,” I said before I was putting the syringe to his vein. I pushed it through his skin as Aaron gasped. I did not think it would hurt him but I guess he was a human after all. I pulled the syringe before the blood was filling the syringe. It was blueish red that gave the name of blue blood. It was not like abalone but it was considered blue. “Now, that’s settled. Time for the payment of my sample,” he said before I was putting my hands on his chest. I did not move it but somehow it was moving on their own.

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She was slightly taller, her skin looked more tanned, and her eyes that were previously light hazel but now, I couldn’t even place the color. Her features seemed enhanced. She sat beside me and handed me something, I looked to see that she handed me a book. I squealed in delight. Finally! Something to distract me!! I can’t keep thinking about murderers and mythical creatures! I’ve even forgotten that I’m human, at this point. I slid my palm across the smooth cover of the book and admired the cover. On the cover, read “To kill a mockingbird.” After studying the cover and tossing the book up and down, I smiled and looked up to speak to Eve when I caught her staring at me with a strange express

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