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27. Infatuation With the smell of death invading my nostrils, I returned to Drake’s chamber. Everyone was exactly where I had left them. Lucy’s face looked normal. Well, normal for a mortal. “How’s she been?” I whispered to Drake. “She thrashed around for a while,” Drake replied, not taking his eyes off Lucy. “Physically, I think the change is complete.” Drake had known that she would sleep through the entire process. As she had not yet woken, there was still something going on inside of her. I didn’t have a clue as to what that might be. I had to place my trust in the blood virus. “Did you save your animals?” he asked, leaning in closer to me. “No,” I whispered. “They were already dead.” “Then he is not happy,” Drake whispered back. “That’s not all. He left me a message.” “How do
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