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Chapter Eight - Emmitt
Nics POV I watched in horror as I climbed back to my feet. Seconds after my grandfather bit Micah's neck he started to convulse. Michael dropped his body to the ground and turned to me while wiping a drop of blood off his lip. "Make your choice" Michael said with his hands behind his back. "I will never join you" I hissed out with my fangs extended and eyes glowing red. "Oh you will...eventually" He said and disappeared fromt eh alley in a flash. I didn't have time to think right now all I needed to do was get Micah back to the club house. I scooped his body up from the ground with ease and within two minutes I was back home. I burst through the front door and my dad came running out. "The get the doctor now" I said before running to one of our back rooms. Since things weren't always tec
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