Ava
Her next opponent would not make the same mistake.
“Take the blood, Ava,” Zeke said, handing her the vial again.
“No. No. I’ll tap out,” she said. “At the very first blow, I’ll tap out.”
No one would blame her for that.
Again, at the back of her mind, a little voice was telling her she was being stupid. She should take the blood and survive the day. Tomorrow would sort itself out. She could take the vampire prince’s offer and visit him if she had to, to get more of his blood.
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