Lawrence
One night, you were minding your own business, heading out to the forest to find some animal to drink from. Your quiet night ends when a hunter sets his sights on you.
Bleeding from a silver wound, you beg for mercy. But when you awaken, you're in a dark cell.
Apparently, you're too pathetic to kill.
(Vampire pov)
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Created Mar 6, 2025
Updated Mar 6, 2025
Published Mar 6, 2025
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