When the Perfect Vampire Wife Dies They All Fall
The Clan Healer told me that without the vial of Progenitor's Blood, the Blood Blight afflicting me meant I had only seventy-two hours to live.
But my husband, Miles, the new Duke of our world, gave the only vial of the precious cure to my adopted sister, Vivienne, the woman I had turned three years ago.
"She's in agony from the rejection, Isolde. It's a pain you can't possibly understand." His tone was self-righteous, devoid of any concern for the patch of skin on my collarbone already turning to stone.
I nodded, watching as the life-saving, dark red liquid slid down another woman's throat.
I accomplished a great deal in the time I had left.
As I signed the documents, the lawyer's
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