57 Gretta cradled Addison as she pressed her arm to her mouth, forcing the blood that ran through her veins into her mouth. Her slender arms held Addison firmly and she only allowed her a breath after a few minutes. Addison gagged and wiped her mouth, laying in Gretta's lap and panting. The dark circles under her eyes slowly disappeared and her nose wrinkled at the sudden turn of her insides. "I don't understand why he would tell you to do this..." Sitting up, she pulled her fingers through her hair, and then pulled the long dark strands over her shoulder and looked to Gretta. "Because he doesn't want you to lose, or at least give you the chance to win the fight." She looked down at her wrist, to which she had pressed her thumb to until the blood stopped and the wound closed up on

