Chapter 29
With the thudding music offering only vibrations instead of sound, it's obvious this home belongs to an immortal. I can feel the ground trying to cover its ears as the vibrations rattle it to the core. "What exactly does a chanter do?" I ask absently, subtly eyeing the party with a wary gaze. "Really? Did you learn anything at all when you were growing up?"Clive lightly gripes as we near the house exuding the tingling release. "Yes, but not about some creatures. There're are a lot of different types of immortals, you know." He laughs softly while taking my hand in his when a few guys start checking me out. This super-blond color only seems to be getting lighter, which draws in unwanted attention. I'm starting to turn into Wicca Barbie. "Chanters are strong. They cast spells just as e
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