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CH13 Goodbye Fangs

Continuing Lyle’s POV:

"Rachel, have you not pulled them out yet?" Uriah growled up front.

"I'm on the last one," she told him as she got back on me from having fallen off. "Maybe if you didn't turn corners so sharply I would have it by now!"

"You have one of them?" Uriah asked.

"Yeah," she told him.

"Can you get the other easily?" I glared him down. I hope he dies a painful death that's dragged out through centuries. She looked down at me and towards my exposed fang.

"I can," she whispered.

"Then get it," he ordered. She shuddered slightly and then leaned over me, reaching for it. I watched her, tensing as I waited for the pain to come again. She watched me and then tilted her head before she reached past me and under the seat, pulling out a small jar of fangs. She glanced towards the front cautiously before she opened it silently and pulled one out that looked like it could match mine then put the jar up and looked at me, narrowing her eyes. <
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