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 furrowed his brow in confusion. “How the fuck is your blood keeping me alive?” he asked. “What’re you, Jesus or some shit?” he grumbled, looking over the area on his arm where the needle mark seemed to have vanished. He rolled his eyes and gulped the water down. “Seriously, man. What the fuck?”
“No I’m jesus.” Axel sighed and locked eyes with him. “You wont remember me putting my blood in you, you are here because I found you passed out in the street, got it?” He asked as he kept his eyes locked with Armand.
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