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Chapter 526
The sun was beginning to sink below the western horizon when I headed back to Leesa’s dorm. The small bit of blood I had consumed had restored full control over my appetite, so I passed through the doorway and entered the stairwell without apprehension.
Halfway up the stairs, I sensed her presence and knew immediately that she had returned. When I reached her doorway, her door was wide open—waiting for me, I hoped. She was sitting on her bed reading a book, but even though I made no sound, something made her look up from the pages.
She closed her book, but remained sitting. “I got your message,” she said. “What’s up?”
I had been hoping for a bit more of a greeting, but at least she was there, waiting. I stepped into the room, leaving the door open behind me.
“That’s it?” I asked, smiling. “A vampire shows up in your room and says he wants to talk to your volkaane boyfriend, and all you have
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