“I’m not sure about this,” Evelyn chimed.
“Join the club,” Clara replied grimly.
She punctured the bag, so a steady flow of blood poured into the open mouth. Ada’s entire body spasmed, and Clara found it a challenge to maintain the position. The fangs and obsidian claws came out and her tongue ran along the edge of those lips searching for stray drops.
“Time to wake up sis,” Clara said.
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