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Sarah pried herself loose from Jenny’s affectionate, and tight, hold, and walked over toward the warm fire. Her friends stood at her entering and smiled at her.
Maeve grasped her hands and looked her over. “It looks like the transformation was a success.”
Sarah blinked at her. “Could it not have been?”
Avery slipped up beside Maeve and nodded. “Oh definitely. I remember one time when a human didn’t get enough of a vampire’s blood and turned into a revenant. That’s something between a zombie and a vampire, if you’re not familiar with those things, and boy did it stink. The vampire was pretty disappointed-ooph.”
Maeve had connected the point of her elbow into his gut. She returned her attention to Sarah and offered her a smile. “I hate to admit this, but you’re the vampire A
