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Chapter 94: Sarah
As the taxi drives away, I wonder if I should have gone with Aiden. Stood by his side. Werewolf or not, it seems I’m the one the vampires should be afraid of. Have I let down the whole of my gender by standing back and letting my man face danger on his own? Perhaps, but I’m glad I don’t need to face Cavendish.
Besides, I have no idea how much control I really have over Blackmarsh’s army of ghosts. Bellmouth has always just seemed to show up on his own. Mind you, he shows up when I am not in mortal danger, and merely feel in need of comfort. Have I been summoning him all this time, and not realising it? The Grey Woman and Great Uncle Mathewe showed up for me when I had no idea I needed rescuing, though, so I couldn’t have summoned them. Then again, I don’t think any of the ghosts except Bellmouth have ever left Blackmarsh for anyone else in the family.
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