When it was neatly spread like a mini-blanket. he then instructed Allen to lower me on it.
the latter did so reluctantly.
" What are you doing?" i asked as he removed a small, crystal vial behind the waistband of his jeans and started removing the wooden cork.
" helping you treat your wound." he said, smiling reassuringly at my face.
he had just managed uncorking the wooden lid, when two other proctors approached us.
the young man rose from where he had crouched in front of me in order to face them.
this time, they didn't bother heading off on the other side out of my earshot. they argued in what sounded like French. the other two berating the young man. who was just grinning sheepishly and making hand gestures in my direction.
every now and then, David and Allen butted in. surprising me in their perfect native like french accent.
which was probably the case since their parents live here.
the one of the older severe looking proctor finally settled on pointing his finger distastefully i the young man's direction. with an additional french expletive. the other, a woman with short cropped hair steered him away with an apologetic smile our way.
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the Vampire's Mistress part two
Romancesecond part of the Vampire's mistress, guy hater Angela soon realizes that being a Master vampire's mate is quite a pain in the neck. when the tests are getting more difficult than ever, a beautiful vampire vixen seemingly attached with Mark and he...
