“My spell requires very specific ingredients,” she told him. Freya reached over and pressed her palm against his chest. “I need the broken heart of a vampire who loved…barely beating.”
“You want my heart? “ Axel asked looking down at her hand on his chest. “Are you to mean you want to take my heart from my chest?” He frowned at the notion and grabbed her hand. “I maybe be broken but I still want to live for now.”
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