The girl with a thousand names

The girl with a thousand names

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I had never fed off of Azzy before...and I was scared to hurt him. I was fighting my instincts, because I was afraid to hurt him. But I lost the fight when he pulled me in a bear hug, and placed my arms on his shoulders. He put his right arm around my waist to prevent me from backing away, and his left hand in my hair at the back of my head to force my head to the steady pulse in the crook where his throat and shoulder met. My bloodlust took over my actions then. Shaz's blood was sweet, thick, powerful and delicious. It was definitely the most delicious thing I had ever tasted. I only took what I needed, not enough to really affect him in any kind of way. Pulling away, and not keep drinking from him till he was dry, was the hardest thing I had ever done before.
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She got me into this mess. She had to play around and get us both captured. That stupid fucking vampire. My pack will notice that I'm gone. But these men are good at covering my scent. But I know they'll find me. I hear her gasp again and thrash around making her chains jingle around the bars we're both kept in. God knows what they're injecting her with but I'm glad they're not doing the same to me. "Give her the next dosage. She can take it" the older one says and I look away as I see them plunge the needle again into her arm. She screams and an unfamiliar sound comes to my ears. My wolf awakens at the sound as well and I stand to look at her. She's shaking like crazy and gasping as if she could even breath in the first place. It can't be? They shouldn't be able to reverse....my thoughts stop when she sits up and screams as she looks into my eyes. The dark irises I came to know over the past two weeks go from black to blue. Her heart starts beating. And my wolf calls for his mate.

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