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NIANOR'S POV
Rage flickers in my stomach as I stalk to the living room. I am sick and tired of this! They claim they hate how humans have treated us and vampires, how they're no good, and yet here they are doing the exact same thing! It's hypocritical!
They're really testing my patience right now. And that's already thin, given my exhaustion. It was stupid to stay up for so long, but I hated the idea of her waking up in a strange place all alone.
"Finally! Nia, you stupid, idiotic fool, just what is going on in your head?" Sirius demands once I step in the dull yellow light cast by the living room lamps.
Sirius scowls at me from his place on the pale green couch and grabs a large blood pack from the dark coffee table in front of him.
"Just what do you mean?" I ask, crossing my ar
