Copyright 2014
Bailey Bradford
Chapter Fifteen
For a moment, West couldn’t even breathe. Contrary to the popular thinking, vampires did actually need air. They weren’t dead, Claude had explained. They were just different. Very different. As in, no reflections different. West stood rooted in place, watching Axel in the mirror. The sun was rising soon; his internal clock was ticking like mad.“West?” Axel said again, fear in his voice and expression. What could he say? There was no logical explanat...
Published on November 04, 2014 19:10