It would heal her faster than nothing, but not as quickly as vampire blood. The stench told her that it was a vamp tonic of some sort. Her shoulder throbbed, despite the ointment that was slathered beneath the bandages. The Tracker left Kahli after that conversation and did not return. Will replied, “You’ll find out soon enough.” Her stomach dropped when she thought she caught his meaning, “You plan to sell me, then?” she asked, panic coursing through her veins. She always thought she would be dropped off at Section 8 if she was captured, or drained. Will saw her fingers move to her throat and laughed softly. Kahli’s fingers pressed against her neck, wondering if he’d bitten her while she slept. “Why does Royalty do anything?” Will asked her, and then he answered, “Besides, there aren’t enough Bane to make a dent in their food supply.
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