“I’m not a blood slave.” Charlie bristled. His brothers were vampires, so he was covered in healing marks.”My brothers are gonna kick your scrawny ass.” (Because why not).
“One, my ass is not scrawny…..and two you look like a blood slave so what was I supposed to think?” Axel asked him as he crossed his arms over his chest and frowned at the boy in front of him.
“Go ahead, whatever way you spin it, my brothers will hurt you. Maybe not kill you, given the familial resemblance and all.” he smirked, then reclined. “I barely feel pain any more.”
“What family resemblance?” The vampire asked as he looked at the man in front of him who did not seem to look like him or any of his family at all. “I do not think we are family or bare any resemblance at all.”
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