You notice his fangs, small but sharp. He hasn’t fed. Not once.
You feel it — if you leave him now, he won’t survive the night. He doesn’t want to hurt you. He just wants to live. He thinks you’re his mom. His only hope. What will you do? . . . His glowing eyes lock with yours. He’s trembling. Tiny hands grabbing your sleeve. “Bwood…” he repeats, voice shaky, tears streaming silently.
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