It should have been absurd, considering the vampire we faced, but it wasn't Valentina that we wanted to huddle together against. Jean-Claude laid his face in his hands, all pale skin and blue cloth, towels and sheets surrounding him. I need to feed now, Jean-Claude, please, please. There was another arm across my hips, a second face pressed into my side, a second body curled into a tight ball against me.
A split second before I tried it, I heard a sound that raised the hair on my arms. His wolf poured into me like scalding water rushing into a cup, filling me to the brim, emptying my sk I am his témoin, his second, I must go back inside. Zerbrowski gave me a look.
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