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.
“I mean… me being passed out in the street is nothin’ new, man. I’m a fuckin’ junkie,” he grumbled. “C’mon. What gives? What the fuck is goin’ on?” he asked. He wasn’t going to let it go so easy.
“Yes you are a junkie and you got some bad drugs tonight that almost killed you. I saved you and now you are fine, nothing else happened.” He was trying to compel him but it was harder than normal.
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