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39: Differing Views
Jillie’s POV
I walked into the room, and over to the cup I’d sat on the nightstand. I heard the door close a minute later. I turned around, and Jarren was standing there. He was leaning against the door with his fist clenched. I looked into his eyes, and they weren’t the gorgeous gray/blue that I loved. They were changing. I held the cup out to him. He raised an eyebrow before walking over and taking it.
“How did you-”“Closet,” I said, pointing and cutting him off. “Why else keep a fridge and a microwave in there?” I then asked, causing him to laugh. I sat on the bed and looked intently at me. He then looked down at the cup. I laughed a little, and his head snapped back to me.“You know you can go ahead and drink it,” I told him. “It’s not gonna freak me out or anythiRelated chapters
Bitten 40: Apologies
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Bitten 41: Something's Outside
Jillie's POV I was pulled out of my sleep by the feeling that someone was watching me. I sat up in bed and looked around the room. My eyes shot to the corner when I thought I saw something move. I switched on the bedside lamp, but there was nothing there. I shivered, and my eyes went to the window. It was open, and the curtains were blowing in the breeze. Then I saw something blur across the window. It was so fast that I couldn't make out if it were a person or just the shadow from a tree outside."Jarren," I whispered, shaking him."What's wrong?" he asked, eyes still closed."There's something outside the house.""Yeah, trees," he said, trying to pull me back down.I rolled my eyes because I knew he wasn't really hearing me. "No, Jarren, I saw something move.""There is nothing out-" He cut off mid-sentence and sat up, barring his fangs. He looked around the room and then at the window. He got out of bed and walked over to it. I heard a low growl esca
Bitten 42: Walked Away
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Bitten 43: I Want to Try
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Bitten 44: A Wendigo
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Bitten 45: Shopping Spree
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Bitten 46: Unpleasant Encounter
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Bitten 47: Vampire Princes
Jarren’s POV When we got back to the house, Jillie and I carried her bags into the room. I was still pissed. I dropped the sacks on the bed and walked over to the closet. I took a package of blood out of the refrigerator and poured it into a cup. I put it in the microwave and started it. Once it stopped, I took the cup out and downed it.“Better?” Jillie asked.“Honestly? Not really. I’m still ticked.”“It’s okay.”“No, it’s not,” I told her.“Alright,” she said, walking over to the bed. “How am I going to get all of this in my suitcase?” she asked. I knew she was trying to change the subject.“Pick the things you really want to take back with you and hang the others in the closet,” I told her.“You make it sound like we’ll be coming here often.”“If that’s what you want.” She smiled before taking clothes out of the bags. “Are you hungry?”“A little.” She responded.I walked over and kissed her forehead. “I think I’ll get Garret, and we’ll cook dinner.” She nodded befo
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