Fake Bond of the Lycan Lords
I always thought vampires turned to ash like in the old lore, but the reality is far more gruesome.
The moment the head hits the floor, the body behind the counter begins to liquefy. The skin bubbles, melting away from the neck down like hot wax. Within seconds, the flesh, muscles, and dark, thick blood dissolve into a steaming, pungent puddle, leaving nothing behind but a stark, pitch-black skeleton sitting upright in the pool of its own melted remains.
"Hybrids are fascinating," I murmur, watching the black bones.
Novalee doesn't wait. She steps forward, pulls a lighter from her pocket, and flicks it, tossing the flame directly into the puddle. The black skeleton ignites instantly, burning
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