Stephanie –
"Do they even comprehend that they're draining a werewolf's blood?" I muttered, masking my alarm with indifference while the vampires reveled in their discovery of me, a Pureblood.
"They're fools," Grayson hissed, his contempt barely contained. "That aged fool mishandled his true mate, spurned her love, and in doing so, severed the bond with his wolf."
"But he's still part-wolf by blood, isn't he?"
Grayson's confirmation came with a predatory grin. "Precisely. Which means these morons are digging their own graves."
My gaze was locked on the scene unfolding before us as their smug grins warped into expressions of dawning terror. I couldn't help but join Grayson in his cruel amusement, a cold laugh escaping my lips as poetic justice was served before our eyes.
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