Death and Grief

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Chapter Fifty-One Seth POV Vampires have supernatural speed, but our bodies are not made to sift. The room we fall into is damp and dim. The only light flowing through the cave is a soft red glow around the corner. My vision is blurry, my body still not adjusted from the sift, and by the looks of Mario bent over with his hands on his knees just like me, I think the sift disorientated him too. We are so close to Maurianna I can smell her. I can hear her faint heartbeat as it pumps small amounts of blood through her veins. The sweet scent of her blood pulls at my fangs and they drop from my gums. “Now’s not the time to get hungry, bloodsucker.” River warns from next to me. His voice startles whoever is in the cave with us. A distant smack sounds off the rock walls, echoes down the cha

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