Chapter 8 Damon threw the limp vampire off him and quickly staggered to his feet. He wavered a bit and hoped the world would stop spinning long enough for him to get his damn balance. He went to take a step forward and started to fall, luckily the wall was there to catch him. “Damn it!” he whispered and looked back down the alley. There were at least twenty bodies in the alley, not that he cared. He wasn’t counting or bragging… dying maybe… not that anyone would come to his funeral. Looking down at his chest where it hurt the most, he growled seeing a finger still sticking out of the hole where that girl had staked him. Carefully grabbing it, he jerked it out knowing faster was better… kind of like the whole ‘ripping off the Band-Aid’ metaphor. Tossing the dismembered finger aside, Damon frowned and quickly counted his own fingers just to make sure he still had all ten. If Kane had been there, Damon knew he would’ve been the victim of endless teasing for weeks. Plac
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