I couldn’t stop thinking about the blood.It sat at the back of my mind all morning, no matter what I tried to do. Even when I called Kai.“How are you feeling?” I asked, pressing the phone closer to my ear as I paced my room.“A lot better than I've felt in years.” he said.“I shouldn't have left like that.” There was a small pause, then a soft chuckle. “You worry too much.”I sat on my reading table.I closed my eyes for a second. I wanted to tell him about the blood. About what happened last night. But the words didn’t come out.Everything I had read—everything I knew about wolves like that…weren’t normal. They were always hunted and feared.They brought trouble. “I’ll come see you later,” I said instead.“Alright.”We stayed on the call a few seconds longer before I hung up.I stared at my phone. Then at my drawer.My chest tightened again. I couldn't even draw another blood until next month. What if Kai relapses before then. According to the books I've read. The blood can only
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