Moonlit Magic
She turned to see Zach leaning against a pillar, his arms crossed, that infuriating smirk plastered on his face.
"Ugh, not now," Rita groaned, her voice thick with congestion.
"Aw, is the little witch under the weather?" Zach rolls up his sleeve, revealing faint scars along his inner arm. "Vampire blood can cure most supernatural ailments. But it’s a two-way street. You’d have to trust me enough to drink it."
"Back off, leech."
Derek’s voice cut through the hallway like a blade. He stepped between them, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp.
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