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Awkwardly, I knocked on Ayra’s front door, a little ashamed for all the ruckus we were causing today. It didn’t seem fair she had to deal with all the drama, especially when I knew she was dying to go see her egg. Come to think of it, they always talked about their egg by the lake, but I didn’t see it anywhere…
I glanced at Zara and caught her gulping audibly. Right, not the time to think about Ayra’s child. We had other problems to deal with.
“Marcus, how unexpected of you to swing by. Do come in.” Ayra smiled sarcastically, swinging the door wide open to invite us in.
“Thanks,” I snorted, amused by my best friend. She really was funny.
“Do vampires have to be invited in?” Zara whispered in my ear as we crossed the threshold.
“No… I let myself in earlier, didn’t I?”
She turned r
