“I shouldn’t need to remind you that you’re dead,” she said, shaking her head. Truly, was the world completely filled with imbeciles now? “As a vampire, your heart doesn’t beat properly. Not without a fresh feed, at the least. And I need no one’s permission,” she said, fire in her eyes.
“I am not really dead…Nor am I alive. I am the undead.” He reminded her as he frowned at her. As he listened to her he sighed and huffed before folding his arms over his chest. “Do not push your luck with me witch.” HE warned before sighing again. “Tell me your plan.”
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