Chapter Three. Jaslyn.I staggered behind the walls, away from the bustle of the mating ceremony while hoping that no one would notice my absence. My legs felt weak, and my belly clenched so hard it was a surprise I didn't shriek.I needed to feed, and I had to do it before returning to that godforsaken party. The gown Zeeland had ordered me to wear wasn't aiding me as I walked. Instead, it seemed to slow me down. It was a high necked tulle gown that had a cinched waist, and belled down to my ankle. My cleavage was a little bit exposed, and I shivered in the cold.As a half-vampire, I wasn't supposed to feel the chilly weather, but I hadn't fed in days. Footsteps approached, and I crouched down, hoping that the garden would provide enough cover until I saw who it was. It turned out to be one of the servants. I felt bad as I reached out and pulled her into the shadows. As a rule, I didn't feed on poor people until it was an emergency. Well, this was an emerge
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