Chapter 96
- Even though his lungs had been dead for centuries, the vampire clutched his chest as an unfamiliar pressure crushed his ribs. He didn’t need to breathe—hadn’t for a long time—but in that moment, he desperately wanted to force the suffocating, ash-thick air into his lungs, as if that could somehow dispel the overwhelming dread consuming him.
- - What...?
- The word came out choked. His throat had tightened with fear.