Chapter Eighteen
A loud gasp escapes me as my eyes widen and the light of the room streams back in. My whole body is still a bit itchy, but it’s easy for me to push away the sensation now. That’s something, at least. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life trying to slice my skin off. Do all vampires feel this way in their bodies? If so, then this is t*****e enough.
“You’re awake,” Bryce says, relief flooding through his face as he speaks.
I flash him a weak smile. “It would appear so.” My words come out slurred, thanks to the larger than I expect fangs now protruding from my upper jaw.
I trace them with my tongue, curious to know what they’re like. I’ve never spent much time examining vampire teeth, I have to admit.
Bryce chuckles. “You’ll be able to retract them once you feed.”
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