Chapter Eighty One

Joan’s P.O.V

The taste of Raven’s blood still lingered on my tongue.

I hadn’t slept, not really. My body had rested, curled up next to his, but my mind never shut down. It had stayed locked in a loop, replaying the moment my teeth pierced his skin, the heat of his blood as it surged into my mouth, t...

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