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 chewed on his lip. “Bad drugs?” he asked softly, looking for the track marks that seemingly disappeared. “I did bad drugs? Almost died?” he squeaked. “You… saved me? Why?”
“Because I couldnt let you die, you are young and you have your life ahead of you….Now you have to stop the drugs….Okay?” He asked as he kept his eyes locked with his.
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