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Chapter 42

The vampire’s lips twist into a bitter grin, even as his feet dangle off the ground like a puppet on a severed string. His claws twitch uselessly, scraping at Aemon’s wrist.

I bite my bottom lip as my eyes linger on Aemon’s broad body. Goddess, He’s so tall—he barely lifts his arm and this vampir...