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SIXTY NINE
Winifred’s POV “Let me go, please,” I whimpered; the feeling of being so powerless made me feel so useless. This was the first time I actually cared about my ranks; if I had been born from more powerful bloodlines like the Alphas, Beta, and Deltas’ I’d be immune to compulsion. I was born from the line of Gamma’s, which unfortunately made me prey to Vampires. That stopped to matter years ago when the Vampires were defeated when I was still really young, but things have all changed for the worse, and now they are back. “I’m not going to hurt you,” He said and halted his steps right in front of my frozen frame. I didn’t believe that- why should I when I had just seen him drink a random woman’s blood dry? What would make me any different? “Then let me go, please,” I repeated desperately. I
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