All I felt was the wind blowing in the sand, and the bite of blood on my tongue. I don t know what else to say, so he led her back to the beach. There was no reason for me to be sleeping in such a short period of time, but I had n't seen anything like that in the past few months. By the time I reached Chelsea 's side, she was crying. Her scent drifted into the air, and she gave chase. Naturally, I would deny that I had the nerve to lie down here in the sand.
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