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Blood Suckers

Emma was chopping carrots to her heart's content as I walked through the doorway. Realizing I hadn't seen her since she found out I was The White Wolf.. Would she even want to see me?

Emma looked up and a smile broke across her freckled cheeks. “Come over here! The stew won’t cook itself!” She gestured to the pot once more.

My worries vanished as I stirred the soup alongside her. Emma didn't talk about the wolf thing and I was grateful. I could almost picture this as us at the packhouse cooking. Not in a castle with my sister being held hostage.

“Alright pour it into these bowls. Then we must have them on the table.” Emma instructed reading off a list.

“Couldn't I just eat it?” I questioned pointing to the soup.

“No!” Emma screeched taking the pot from me. “We must follow the instructions, and nowhere does it say to have your gifted friend eat it before dinner.” She scolded carefully pouring the soup herself.


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