CHAPTER SEVENTY SIX | THE EMPEROR OF GRAND WICKEDNESS PART THREE|
"Mabe, honey? When are you planning on coming out of there?" Quil knocked multiple times, then tried to open the door and realised that it was still locked. The girls have been taking turns checking up on me because it has been several hours since I locked myself inside my room and told them I just need a little space and will join them after not so long. This pregnancy was putting me through hell, and it was the biggest problem I was dealing with.
I have already made three runs to the kitchen to get my shots of blood, which were only satisfying for as long as the taste was fresh on my tongue, then it just became enraging, because the hunger and dissatisfaction persisted and my mind kept telling me that I needed something
