Chapter 45
45 "So; word around the caves is that you're going to be a Daddy again. How sweet." Marguerite’s voice was rough, her body haggard from being starved; skin graying from the lack of sustenance. Lucian stood in front of her, arms crossed over his chest and a scowl on his face. "Yes." He was standing just out of her reach, taunting her with a warm body, and blood she so desperately needed. She had been chained in this cave for months, and yet still survived. The oldest and first vampire would not die so easily. "I have a proposition for you, Gretta." She leaned forward against her chains, listening. Anything had to be better than being chained up amongst these things and their screams of agony. "I will let you go, but you take care of her. Lucifer wants her to go to term, he's curi
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