Jun 30
The Fire in My Blood: Chapter 23
I thought we would calm down, maybe gain a level head, on our way back to the warehouse. I was so very wrong. We were both on edge, and the distance was taking too long. I kept flicking glances Sanctus’s way, and he kept me sliding along that fine line. My fangs were becoming a fixation as I ground my molars. I was making everyone around me nervous at the same time. Black eyes and fangs. It’s a…