9. Your muse injects mine with a mysterious substance
Axel sighed as the man pushed his arm away, he had injected him with his own blood as he had not been able to get the man to drink it when he held his wrist up to his mouth. “Shut up….I’m healing you stupid.” The vampire snapped.
Armand gave the other a glare. “I’m very careful ‘bout what I put in my body,” he growled. “That sure as hell didn’t look like no H. What the fuck did you just stick into me?” he grumbled, rubbing at the spot. “And how’s it gonna heal me?”
“Oh im sure you are and thats why you almost od’ed on my floor….and no it is not H. It is my blood.” The vampire grumbled as he threw the needle away and cleaned up the mess that had been made.
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