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Chapter Seven
Aspen I had always known that vampires were evil. I had grown up hearing the stories of their barbaric blood thirsty ways, but nothing could have prepared me for seeing it with my own eyes. I couldn’t look away as the dark haired of the two ripped into George’s throat. gnawing at the skin and flesh underneath in a way that reminded me of a rabid animal. This wasn’t feeding to stay alive. This was animalistic, causing as much pain as he could. It was more than that though. He was putting on a show. A show that was meant to shock. And it did that. Even if the blond hadn’t of held my chin in a vice like grip, I wouldn’t have been able to look away. I hated George. But not enough to wish this on him. It was a cruel show of strength. Vomit rushed up my throat as he let him drop gargl
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