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... th hitching as she whispered, "You fell asleep."
As a vampire, Alaric’s connection to sleep had always been tenuous, an old habit he could never truly indulge.
Night creatures didn’t rest in the same way as mortals; their bodies were woven to the nocturnal rhythm, their senses tuned to thrive in the shadows.
The luxury of sleep was foreign to him, just an odd, rare interlude when the world faded into quiet. Since Salviana’s arrival, though, even those scant hours had elud ...
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