Did I care if she trashed my reputation to the rest of the squad? Yeah, I guess I did. Slapping Richard right that moment sounded so good. Blood gushed into my mouth, hot, scalding, because the deer's blood ran hotter than mine. And how long will it be before he can't take it anymore and he uses his gaze on somebody, drinks their blood, and blows it? They wake up and decide they were abused.
I didn't know what, but something wasn't right. I stopped Nathaniel from pressing closer with a hand on his shoulder, and stared at Jason. I looked at him, and it wasn't a friendly look. Pretty words, but I'm surrounded by some of the most beautiful men living or dead.
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